Email from MMB 

 

Holy hell...this thing is in less than two weeks. As you know, Margaret and Andrew and I will be raising our little power fists from under the shade of a palm tree on November 3; because we are cowards.

A little while back, a judge told the Trump administration to re unite the border children with their parents without delay. But the Trumps just came back and reported, one presumes sheepishly, that they can't find them. Seemed to have lost the parents. 

So I ask, if by some chance a one issue, Pro Life voter accidentally stumbled upon this blog: shouldn't a living, breathing child be protected as dearly as a four day old fetus from a rapist? Asking for a friend. 

Luckily, I recently read the book "Breath" and it shows how one can change one's entire life simply by breathing through the nose. So while I have no tips for getting through the next few months of civil war between fat, Covid lunged gun owners and suburban women who have been on the Peleton for 6 hours a day; I can offer this: breathe slowly from the nose. Just do that. (Laughing is also always a good plan- I mean just thinking of our elite team of drag queens in camo leggings will get you through a few days.)

What do we do if democracy is over? I don't know...but I do get solace from the fact that on our side we have Richard Feynman (I know he is dead) and Stephen Colbert. We have Obama, and George Clooney and the Pope; Larry David and Steve Schmidt and Steph Curry and Tony Fauci. (And I haven't even gotten to the girls yet). So the underground resistance meetings will be fun.

As a Republican anti-Trumper recently said: 

"It's all over now but the voting and the cheating."