Word and Image

Archive for October 30, 2020

Typical

“On Wednesday, Mr. Trump claimed not to know who Mr. Taylor is, despite the fact that there are numerous pictures of the president with Mr. Taylor in meetings.

“Who is Miles Taylor? Said he was ‘anonymous’, but I don’t know him — never even heard of him,” Mr. Trump wrote on Twitter. “Just another @nytimes SCAM — he worked in conjunction with them. Also worked for Big Tech’s @Google. Now works for Fake News @CNN. They should fire, shame, and punish everybody associated with this FRAUD on the American people!”

The Op-Ed pages of The Times are managed separately from the news department, which was never told of Anonymous’s identity.”

Anonymous – soon you will be too. You were always unfit to be president. And soon you will be forgotten. Your typical playbook of “lie and deny” no longer works, if it ever did. You had a rabid base, rabid indeed. No one need be afraid of you any longer. As for “fraud” – I’m rubber you’re glue, what you say bounces off me and sticks to you. Soon, you will tweet, and, no one will listen.


Party ready

All dressed up with nowhere to go. Ha ha. We are taking a calculated risk during corona. We are safe. And our kids are safe. We have all been isolated safely for quite some time. So! The house is all neat and ready for company. This is a first in months (too many to mention) when we have actually seen the floor and table tops. Since the tables have been otherwise covered, Colleen hasn’t had an opportunity to play games. She loves to beat me. (I always let her win. NOT.) In the midst of everything our 1860’s spinning wheel found a place as treasured photo prop. Don’t laugh. It’s only clean this brief moment until everyone leaves. After – we believe a house is not a home, unless it’s lived in.