The English language has a healthy share of euphemisms for lying. Fabrication. Falsification. Making stuff up. Inoperative statements. Alternative facts. Big fat fibs. Untruths. Puffery.… Continue reading
Whoever said that a week in politics can be a lifetime was living so far in the past, they probably have a drawer full of… Continue reading
No matter what you think of Donald J. Trump, you got to admit he’s a cracker-jack salesman with an uncanny gift for manipulating the mainstream… Continue reading
In typical liberal fashion, the mean weenie left has called Donald Trump’s cabinet horrible things. “Corrupt nitwits.” “Career criminals.” “Greedy thugs.” “Clueless dunces.” “Bad dancers.”… Continue reading
Shattered. Splattered. Scattered. Battered. Tattered. Skewered and plattered. Barely mattered. That was the Democrats after November’s election. But surely in the months since, they’d come… Continue reading
Donald Trump is the political reincarnation of Tina Turner — he doesn’t do anything nice and easy. Also, they’re both Type A personalities who expend… Continue reading
As extraordinary as it sounds, Donald J. Trump is now the 45th President of the United States. It’s mind-boggling. Like making John Goodman the cover… Continue reading
All right everybody; time to slap on a happy face and start thinking positively about the upcoming twelve months. And none of that, “You want… Continue reading
It is our fervent hope here at Durstco that all you loyal readers join us in welcoming the elixir of opportunity that is 2017 and… Continue reading
Relax. Now breathe. And repeat. The nonstop madcap insanity has finally reached its red and green holiday crescendo and its all downhill from here. Don’t… Continue reading
And now a few choice words for all Republicans advising Democrats to “stop whining about the election and get over it.” Oh, really. Get over… Continue reading
It’s the first week of December, and all over the nation children dance while grandparents twitch with anticipation. Which, admittedly, isn’t that out of the… Continue reading
Two months before joining the government in an entry level position, President-elect Donald Trump has been learning the ropes and is busier than a bartender… Continue reading
And now a public service announcement for all you prodigal sons and daughters making the pilgrimage back home for the annual Turkey Day reunion. Prepare… Continue reading
Some of the great eternal questions are, “What is the sound of one hand clapping?”; “If a tree falls in a forest, and no one… Continue reading
Comedy is a delicate business and should be left to the trained professionals.
If experts are correct in saying that Donald Trump needs women voters to win the presidency, the last two weeks have been the worst for any political candidate since the summer of 1984 when Michael Dukakis climbed into a tank and tried on a helmet.
An estimated 84,000,000 Americans tuned into the first Presidential Debate at New York's Hofstra University last week, but Donald Trump did not seem to be among them. Mentally he had checked out, maybe to seek admission to Dr. Snuffleupagus's clinic to score some surplus Claritin.
Something craven infects political candidates as the days dwindle down to a precious few, especially when prospects for victory appear slimmer than an emaciated giraffe in a fun house mirror.
We, the American People, should pat ourselves on the back for having survived a multitude of presidential battles this year. So far we've ducked mud thrown during the Little Hands Wars, the Naked Wives Wars, the Bigotry Wars, the Qualification Wars, the Crazier than a Wombat in a Centrifuge Wars, and now a brand new phase: the Health Wars. Open those umbrellas folks, because the partisan splooey is starting to pour.
