Harvard Law Emeritus Alan Dershowitz fawned over President Donald Trump having powers “that kings have never had” as he dismissed the news that Don McGahn must testify before Congress.
Hey kids, it’s been a while since we had a song parody! I think Rudy 9/11 Giuliani, Twitler’s personal super-secret envoy to Ukraine, deserves one.
To the tune of Secret Agent Man (written by P.F. Sloan and Steve Barri, performed by Johnny Rivers):
There’s a man who needs a diaper changer,
Every time he speaks, it just gets stranger,
Rudy is his name, and he got sent to Ukraine,
Odds are, he will change his tale tomorrow.
Secret envoy man, secret envoy man,
They’re mopping up your spittle, but it will leave a stain.
Rudy’s singin’ more than Perry Como,
He just fucked up again,
He confessed on CNN,
Odds are, he’ll be on Fox News tomorrow.
From THE HILL:
Sen. Bob Corker (R-Tenn.) compared President Trump‘s consideration of a plan to strip half a dozen former national security and intelligence officials of their security clearances to “a banana republic kind of thing.”
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From VANITY FAIR:
At first it sounded like hyperbole, the escalation of a Twitter war. But now it’s clear that Bob Corker’s remarkable New York Times interview—in which the Republican senator described the White House as “adult day care” and warned Trump could start World War III—was an inflection point in the Trump presidency. It brought into the open what several people close to the president have recently told me in private: that Trump is “unstable,” “losing a step,” and “unraveling.”
To the tune of Ramblin’ Man performed by the Allman Brothers, written by Dickey Betts:
♬Who can turn the right on with his bile?
Who can take a sunny day, and turn it into a big stinking pile?
Well, it’s you, Roy, and you should know it,
With each slur and with that tiny pistol, you show it. ♪
♫ They’ll slap you on the back and get all tribal,
So spread your hate around, and thump your bible.
It’s Alabama after all,
It’s Alabama after all. ♪
Steve Bannon. Do I need to say more? Hell, no! Because I can sing instead!!
🎼 If my lips move, then I’m lyin’
Or I’m Holocaust denyin’,
Don’t care if that’s profane,
Because hour by hour,
I’m amassing so much power,
All of D.C.’s my domain.♫