I don’t even know what else to say about this.
This behavior is so stereotypical of his psychopathologies, it’s astonishing that most people still can’t acknowledge them.
This is full-blown narcissistic collapse in a demented old man who has fucked up everything.
Cassidy Hutchinson worked at the White House for Trump Chief of Staff Mark Meadows just across the Hall from Donald Trump during Trump's 1st term in Office.
Cassidy Hutchinson Testified before Congress & wrote in her 2023 Book 'Enough' that Trump-Russia Collusion Was Not a Hoax.
This motherfucker raped a 13 year old girl.
He was ordered by a Federal Judge to pay $5 Million to a woman he raped / sexually assaulted.
He is on tape admitting he sexually assaults women.
He’s a 34 time Convicted Felon.
He murdered 170 school girls in the war he started.
He’s married to a ex-prostitute.
Don’t lose sight of the facts.
Why is the Trump administration blocking the investigation into Epstein’s Zorro Ranch in New Mexico? Could it be because Trump is implicated in the Epstein files and there are a whole lot of skeletons buried at the ranch? 🤬 https://t.co/EuSSEyVTKk
@gregoryjon@newstalk1130@TomTiffanyWI Tiff, like O’Donnell and Weber, is more likely to sweat it out trying to fit into a 12 year olds skirt. You pathetic pedophile sympathizer.
Breaking News: Federal immigration agents who killed a man during a traffic stop in Houston on Tuesday had been searching for a different person, according to a Department of Homeland Security spokeswoman. https://t.co/2AaBCGgQw8
Richard Nixon called me today. We spoke for about 20 minutes. He was in good spirits. I mentioned Argentina's big comeback against Egypt today; he said he never met Perón but had spent a lot of time with Sadat. Said he couldn’t believe all the shit Trump is getting away with, and that if Trump was going to go for a third term, maybe he should run again too. I said that would go a long way to restoring at least some integrity in government, and that I'd do anything I could to help.
I was back in Immigration Court this week, this time for the hearing of a sweet little three-year-old girl, I’ll call her Estrella. She’s been in federal custody, separated from her family for more than 10 months – even though her mom lives here in NYC. The cruelty is truly mind-boggling.
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Imagine how great this would be and then, trust me when I say, it was better than that. Last night, Elvis Costello sang A Good Year For the Roses, segued into Suspicious Minds, back into Good Year For the Roses, before going into Always on My Mind. I mean, c’mon, what could be better than Elvis sings Elvis? I had goosebumps. I had genuine goosebumps. I’m still buzzing about it now. You just don’t ever forget moments like that.
I’ve always wondered what his thoughts are on Elvis as he gets older. He stole his name, but he was a young man when he did that. Yet he’s had this stolen name for almost 50 years now. Everyone knows him as it. What does he think about that? I’d love to find out. Yet he clearly reveres The King. You can’t sing his songs like that and not. He even brought a touch of humour to the ending, not mocking, just a lightness, which made it even more as though he was channeling Elvis at this moment, as Presley was fond of injecting a little playfulness to his material when performing live.
And the voice. The voice was nectar. He sang it so powerfully, hit every note. Which was the case all night. He was in better voice last night than in Glasgow the other week. If you want to know how good his voice was, he sang Van. He merged Living in Paradise with Domino and sang the shit out of it. He took on Van Morrison and pulled it off. That tells you the levels his vocals were at.
There were many highlights. He did the slow, soulful Everyday I Write the Book on the piano again, a whole room of people enraptured, that feeling at a great gig where you know there’s nowhere else you’d want to be at that moment. Him and Charlie Sexton duetted on a strutting Loveable. He sang Crimes of Paris after explaining the term was one his grandfather would use instead of blaspheming, which was a nice wee tidbit. High Fidelity. Radio Radio. Watch Your Step. Alison. Shipbuilding. An absolutely brilliant gig.
But the Elvis sings Elvis moment stood out. It was special. Everyone knew it. The whole room rose in a standing ovation as soon as it ended. Nothing could top it. I don’t think anything ever will.
The roadmap to Epstein’s network is hiding in plain sight: in former Virgin Islands AG Denise George’s case file.
It’s now held by the new AG —who was Epstein’s accountant’s defense lawyer—and a Washington, D.C. law firm.
Congress should subpoena the case file—and George.
Normally, I don’t mock 80 yr olds with dementia. But when you’re an 80-yr-old rapist, pedophile, career conman, insurrectionist, war criminal piece of shit with dementia, I’m gonna call you a zig-zagging, human Roomba motherfucker.