The Strange Journey Through Trump World

It’s a strange world in Trump Land.  In what other world could you shame a guy for recrusing himself, which is what he or anybody is supposed to do.  Yet Jeff Sessions is the bad guy for obeying the law.  And trump says in essence “If I had known it wasn’t going to be a rigged crap game I never would have hired him”.    Trump has threatened repeatedly to fire the special prosecutor because he feels that he's only entitled to investigate things Trump wants him to investigate- like Hillary's faults and not his own.  If he fires Muller to me it will set up a constitutional crisis.  Trump is also saying that nobody in his administration has committed any indictable offenses but the only offenses were committed by William Coney for leaking material last year.  Nobody in the Trump administration will rule out Trump’s pardoning himself and they all line up to say that pardoning yourself is OK as President and that the power to pardon is absolute in the constitution.  This is not true.  It also says in the constitution that the President after his impeached and removed for office can be indicted just like any other criminal and barred from running for any high office in the land.  Trump lives in his own world.   Now you have Susan Sanders as White House Press secretary as of Friday and Andrew Scarimuchi (?) as the new commun-ication director.   I wish I could say these first six months of the Trump administration would be the worst we’ll see but the thing is they won’t be.  It will get worse.  What seems bizarre now will definitely seem a lot less bizarre in six months.

I had Breakfast with the Beatles on at nine.  They played Ringo’s new song of “What we need is more love” or something.  Jackie De Shannon revisited.  I went for snacks and got two pink lemonades and a graham cracker from Rico.   Before lunch they played “Live Abbey Road”.  They played live “Here Comes the Sun” by Harrison and live “You Never Give Me Your Money” by Paul, and live “Come Together” by John.  I went down for lunch, and I ended up needing not to get down so quickly.   We had teriyaki chicken for lunch, which I mixed with the rice.  I don’t know if there were seconds but I really should have stayed to find out.  We had yellow cake with whipped cream on it for dessert.  KLOS was having problems with their radio engineering at their hang-out in Seal Beach.  They concluded the show by playing “Beatle studio outtakes”.  

Rhapsody in Black had “Da Doo Run Run” by the Ronettes, they claim but I’ve always thought the song was by the Crystals.  They played “The Boy I’m Going to Marry” by Darlene Love and “Push – Over” by Etta James.  They played “Another Saturday Night” by Sam Cooke and “Just One Look” by Doris Troy.  They played "Ruby Baby" not the Dion song, and also "Foolish Little Girl", which came out in March.  They played “Monkey Time” by Major Lance.  ( ? ) Of course there all sorts of songs they didn’t play.  Bill just gave me two cigarettes.  It’s unlikely I’ll get free coffee from anybody this evening.  

This month of July has seemed like a really long one this year.  Glenda left on July first and that seems ages ago.  It seems like ages since we've celebrated the Fourth.  There is way too much month at the end of the money.  This month figures to be among the worse months in this regard.   Congress has been in session and perhaps I've been derelect in not following the more closely on C-Span.  But it doesn't look like they're going to pass any bills.  There were rumors that Mitch Mc Connell wanted to hold them over August recess so that they could finish their work.  That would be a first.   Today has about been the coolest or least hot day of the month, except for the first two days of July.  Who would have guessed?   Ask me ten days from now how I feel.