@atrupar CEOs have it great! They have a built-in excuse to raise prices because of tariffs, with a little extra for the bottom line. Then, they get refunds on the tariffs paid by us, but they get to pocket those! They already raised prices, but don’t have to lower them! Life is good!
A thin layer of lettuce cowered under inches of crab & lobster.
We ate all the gravy & cheese curds off the poutine, with just enough fries (homecut BTW) for structure. The Guy ate some fries with the club.
We devoured the rest.
The line lengthened.
Cantine Ste-Flavie!
1/ This is Nick Adams. He’s a big deal in MAGA world.
He’s got 638K followers on X and 2.1M on Facebook.
President Trump even appointed him to a role at the State Dept.
But when I started digging into Adams' nonprofit for "civics" education, something didn't look right ... 🧵
This impassioned treatise about how McDonald's has gone downhill might the most smalltown-letter-to-the-editor letter to the editor we've received in my brief time as a smalltown newspaperman.
Lost in the news this week: the real story behind Palm Beach International becoming Trump International is not the renaming.
It is the coercion that produced it and the extraordinary terms hidden inside the deal.
County staff told commissioners that refusing would put state transportation funding and grant assurances at risk.
DeSantis has already removed state attorneys and school board members who crossed him. That is the climate one Democratic commissioner cast her deciding vote in.
And the agreement itself is not a normal honorary naming.
The Trump family company retains the right to pick vendors, license the name to third parties, and sell branded merchandise off-site.
This is not an honor bestowed as much as it is a shakedown.
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Ronald Reagan once roasted Frank Sinatra by pretending to endorse him for President of the United States:
Reagan opens by acknowledging that Sinatra had been a loyal political ally:
"This is Frank Sinatra's night and I'm here out of gratitude. Frank worked for me in all my campaigns. He was with me all the way to the governor's mansion. Without his help, who knows? I might have been president."
He then jokes about the rivalry he had lost to be there that night:
"When this program was being planned, the producer hadn't decided what political figures would participate. It was a choice between me and Governor Brown, and I lost again."
From there, Reagan pivots into the central bit, mock-arguing that Sinatra would make an excellent Commander-in-Chief.
On cabinet appointments:
"He has many friends, and I'm sure he'd appoint only the most qualified to his cabinet. Who better than Sammy Davis Jr. as Secretary of Health, Education, and Jewelry?"
On scandal management:
"Of course, in politics, there's always gossip and ugly rumors. I'm happy to expose one for the falsehood that it is. He has not granted a Pizza Hut franchise at Camp David. It'll be in the White House where it belongs."
On national defense:
"Frank Sinatra will make a president who is strong on defense, but again will have concern for humanity. Scientists at his urging have developed an intercontinental ballistics missile that is not a weapon of mass destruction. It only hits photographers."
On fiscal policy:
"I asked him what he thought of the energy bill. He didn't hesitate a second. He said, 'Pay it.'"
On working with Congress:
"He won't have any trouble with Congress. They'll pass all the legislation he sends over just to get his autograph."
And on foreign policy:
"He'll settle that canal business, too. Panama wants a canal, he'll give them Venice."
Reagan closes with the punchline that lands the whole bit. Sinatra wouldn't take the job anyway:
"As you probably gathered by now, I think Frank Sinatra would make a fine president. But I don't know whether we can get him to run. Is it worth it? If you have to give up being a king?"
The genius of the roast is its structure. Every "endorsement" doubles as an affectionate jab, and the final line elevates Sinatra above the presidency itself, delivering the ultimate compliment disguised as a joke.
New Year's Day 1981
ABC Sports' Keith Jackson welcomes us to the sights and sounds of New Orleans for the 1981 Sugar Bowl.
The #1-ranked undefeated #Georgia Bulldogs go for the national championship, taking on the (#7) Fighting Irish of Notre Dame at the Louisiana Superdome