Yet?

Matt Groening, Simpsons creator and resident oracle recently said: “When you-know-who dies, The Simpsons predicts that there will be dancing in the streets. Except President (J.D.) Vance will ban dancing.”
I’ve no doubt about that.

Vacay Vance, who’s having a hell of a time concealing his eagerness over becoming president by default soon, made a rare diplomatic-for-him statement:

“Yes, terrible tragedies happen,” Vance said. “But I feel very confident the president of the United States is in good shape, is going to serve out the remainder of his term and do great things for the American people.

“And if, God forbid, there's a terrible tragedy, I can't think of better on-the-job training than what I've gotten over the last 200 days,” he added. (source) 

The USA Today article STARTS OUT with how Many Names is definitely NOT measuring the windows for new new drapes all while he’s commenting to the interviewer that the current ones make the Oval Office so “dark and gloomy.”

I have a couple little thoughts on this.

“God forbid, there's a terrible tragedy…” I can hear him rubbing his hands together in orgiastic, gleeful anticipation as he says this and, don’t forget, I’m deaf!

The "on-the-job training" he got in the first 200 days? More like the daily slamming of his wee schwanz in the door with every stupendously rude, clueless, braindead thing he's said to world leaders and the press. And that's on the days when he wasn't vacationing. Yale should totally rescind his law degree.

That Vacay Veep commented on the Oval Office drapes at all says that YES he’s already redecorating, at least in his head. Frankly, I don’t have a problem with this. IF he bothers to change the meth addled Liberace by way of Vegas level Baroque stylings, what’s the worst he can do? The man is a style/design/fashion wasteland. He’s not just off-the-rack, he’s mass-market beige. We’ll be going from gilded grotesque to Wayfair and Pottery Barn Live, Laugh, Love type decorations. The former is in-my-face hurl inducing. The latter is just this side of ignorable. That’ll do until we get a president and crew in there with even the slimmest amount of reasonable taste.

I mean, I’m not expecting Basquiat, Kehinde Wiley, John Nieto, Emmi Whitehorse or Latifa Echakhch everywhere but, ya know, it couldn’t hurt.

Elsewhere, on Threads, someone asked if it was too soon to write a science fiction story (or teevee show) where Sirhan Sirhan is a time traveler trying to save Palestine, but kills the wrong Bobby Kennedy? Nope, not too soon. Someone should totally write this story. Can we bring Phillip Dick (for his utterly weird, creative philosophical bend) back from the dead to author it along with John Scalzi (for same plus his brilliant wit)?

I want to make it abundantly clear that I am completely on the side of time travel Sirhan Sirhan offing the RIGHT Bobby and that was MOST DEF NOT RFK Senior! 

Interestingly, there’s a second gunman theory (of course there is) and Bobby Jr. is ALL about this (because OF COURSE he is).

“I believe Cesar killed my father,” Kennedy Jr. wrote in a 2021 San Francisco Chronicle op-ed of security guard Thane Eugene Cesar, who died in 2019 and was never charged. “Sirhan,” Kennedy Jr. wrote, “is not my father’s killer.” (source) 

One thing about Brainworm Bobby – he’s consistent. Consistently centered on himself, his needs, his enjoyment, his conspiracies, his place in this theater of planet Earth.

His father, was amazing. Yes, I was only nine years old when he was assassinated but, fer fuck’s sake, I was a child, not an imbecile. 

After being shot: 

As Kennedy lay mortally wounded, Romero (a busboy for the hotel restaurant) cradled his head and placed a rosary in his hand. Kennedy asked Romero, "Is everybody OK?", and Romero responded, "Yes, everybody's OK." Kennedy then turned away from Romero and said, "Everything's going to be OK.” (source) 

Ethel should’ve swallowed.