American Roman Catholic bishops who had become radically right wing over the last 20 years, suddenly reversed course this week when thousands of parishioners became terrified of a Cheeto Jesus presidency.  In 2008 and 2012, the American condpference of bishops actively electioneered from pulpits all over the country, calling a vote for Obama a sin. Now, when they see the terror in their parishioners eyes since last Tuesday.

Now, isn’t there a Bible verse that says something about “reaping what you sow?

Today, Twitter announced it was suspending alt-right twitter accounts.  Alt-right, you say?  You know, those guys who hate everything: women, African-Americans…hmm…It’s actually easier to say what they support, which is white supremacists.  White supremacists with guns.  Since Steve Bannon of Breitbart joined the Cheeto campaign and is now White House chief advisor to… I just can’t say it – to Him, the alt-right has spilled out into the public arena spreading their racist, misogynist, and hate filled rhetoric all over social media.  Yesterday, a week after the elections, Google and Facebook decided it was time to close the barn door, now that the entire herd of horses got out last Tuesday.  Twitter followed suit today, joining the other social media company at the back of the pack, cancelling hundreds of alt-right accounts spewing the same hateful rhetoric.

Thanks, Twitter, for helping us out and being so timely.  (That was sarcasm.)

One of the most infuriating features of Cheeto Jesus’ shameful campaign was the “Make America Great Again” motto that he coined that was actually code for “Make America White Again”.  He shouted it from every podium and plastered it across the front of those weird made-in-china trucker caps that he wore on the days his combover just wasn’t working. His top two goals if he won (sigh; I can’t believe I just said that) was to destroy our healthcare system and somehow bring “jobs, jobs, jobs”.

Since the election, with few exceptions, Cheeto Jesus and his merry band of bigots have been holed up in his gold plated headquarters in New York City plotting to destroy not only our healthcare system, but also medicare, social security, aid to the poor, the environment, and, oh, yeah, peace.  His presence in the heart of New York City, though, has had an immediate effect – it has choked traffic to a standstill due to security and the large anti-Cheeto demonstrations.  Up until yesterday, the City of New York had parked sand-filled snow plow trucks nose to tail around the block to keep people away.  At one point this last weekend, traffic was backed up beyond 112th St. on Fifth Avenue, which is at the top of Central Park, over 50 blocks away.

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U.S. Army veteran Ernest Walker of Cedar Hills, Texas, went to Chili’s on Veteran’s Day to partake of their free meal to veterans.

Walker, accompanied by his service dog Barack, said he believes an elderly man wearing an American flag shirt and Trump sticker told the restaurant manager that Walker was wearing his cap indoors and was not a U.S. veteran and should not receive the free meal.

Okay, we have a lot of stupid laws in Texas, but wearing a baseball cap indoors ain’t one of them.  Otherwise, you’d have to arrest the entire VFW on most bingo nights.

… the manager asked for Walker’s military ID, which he provided. Walker also provided his discharge paperwork.

Walker said the manager then took his to-go meal.

“I looked around and I’m embarrassed at this point,” Walker said. “People are looking. I’m a soldier. I’m a person and everybody’s looking like I stole food.”

The manager also indicated the service dog was not a service dog, despite having a red service vest and certified service tags.

Chili’s has apologized all over themselves.

By the way, Texas now has a veteran designation on veteran drivers licenses so they don’t have to carry around their discharge paperwork to get their discount.  I appreciate that.

Thanks to Old Mayfly for the heads up.

We innerupt dis broadcast of “Da Blaming of Da Shrew” in order to bring ya our next episode of Unintentional Consequences T’eater. I am yer host wit’ da most, Primo’s Uncle, James Tiberius Grobnik. Wit’ me as always, dat corner purveyor of Old Style Beer, my frien’ Pete.

[Tiberius?]

Pipe down, Primo, it’s a stage name. You said we could do dis ourselves. In tonight’s episode, we are lookin’ at da unintended consequences of da dog dat caught da car (h/t Lyntilla!).

Pete: How come I gotta play da girl part?

Barstool: Because Primo is MY nephew. Shuddup and read.

Pete: Fodder, you have won da Presidency despite great odds, what are you gonna do now.

Barstool: Well, my darling daughter Ivanka, I am gonna President from Monday t’ru T’ursday, and den I’m gonna golf or somet’in’.

Pete: But my Fodder, you know not how to… Primo! Can I be yer uncle, just fer da purposes a’dese T’eaters?

[I dunno, Pete. What’s my bar tab?]

Pete: Zip! Zilch! Zero! My cuff is now clean.

[Good enough for me. Uncle Tiberius, grab his girl parts.]

Barstool: No way! I ain’t dat kinda guy, and I especially ain’t Dat Guy.

Pete: Like hell yer not! Say’s right dere on da scrip’: “DAT GUY….Uncle Jimmy.”

Barstool: Uh-uh, no way.

Pete: Den let me be Dat Guy. Gimme da scrip’.

[Ya know? In retrospect, I don’t think any of us wants to be Dat Guy. Give me the scripts.]

Barstool: I especially now don’t wanna be Dat Guy. He spent da whole election puttin’ off bad stories, avoidin’ embarrassin’ trials, hidin’ ties to da Russkies, buryin’ his finances, and runnin’ away from da Press. Don’t he know dat, now, dey got four years of deep, intense, painful scrutiny not of just him, but everybody aroun’ him?   By winnin’ he just ensured dat everybody wit’ a word processor is gonna be sniffin’ t’ru his whole goddamn life. Plus dose of his Cabinet o’ Deplorables an’ his family.

[“Word Processor?”]

Pete: So da Unintended Consequence is dat his fragile little ego will continue to get da crap beat outta it for four more years?

[That’s right, Uncle Pete! Tiberius, take us out.]

Barstool: We are gonna renegotiate da roles before da next one a’dese, I promise yuz bot’. In da meantime, dis concludes dis episode of Unintended Consequences T’eater, Dog Catches Car Edition. We now return yuz to yer regularly scheduled program, already in regress.

Donald Trump has asked for top security clearances for three of his adult children.  Melania doesn’t need one – she’ll just plagiarize someone else’s.

The Trump Royal Family is also finding entertainment is the usual ways — pitting people against each other to disgrace themselves and snitch on each other.

Donald Trump’s transition is being marked by sharp internal disagreements over key cabinet appointments and direction, both for internal West Wing positions and key national security posts, sources involved in the transition team tell CNN.

One source with knowledge of the transition described it as a “knife fight.”

I suspect that most of the knives are in the backs of the fighters.

And to everyone’s absolute expectations …..

Another source tied to the transition described the resulting confusion as “buffoonery.”

So if you bet on calm, cool, professional, adult leadership in these perilous times, you lose again.

In Name-That-Cabinet, today’s leading contender is Jefferson Beauregard Sessions, a man named after a Civil War general and President of the Confederacy, for Attorney General.  Alabama’s contribution to the Build A Wall movement, Sessions was also turned down for a federal judgeship during the Reagan administration for racist statements while prosecuting African Americans in Alabama.

Hey, at least they are fighting each other instead of playing the with Nuke button.

Thanks to everybody for the heads up.