When all the hectoring is finished, the professorial lecturing is done, all the political posturing is over, all that is left are tears. And crocodile tears at that.
He has been her meal ticket into national politics. He has been the sex predator in the White House whom she ruthlessly covered for. He has been her own personal dog in heat.
If you think “The Art of the Deal” was a yuuuuuuuuuuge success — and it was — just wait until Donald Trump comes out with his latest masterpiece, “The Art of the Schlong.”
Stop the madness. These debates cannot go on.
Black-bearded Internet outlaw Dan Bilzerian — the so-called “King of Instagram” — routinely posts videos of himself unloading hundreds of rounds from the 50-caliber fully-automatic rifle he rides around with in the back of his truck. There are photos of him emerging from a private jet here accompanied by topless women, as well as pictures of him diving out of a helicopter into water.
On Dec. 2, as Islamic terrorists in combat gear strode into a San Bernardino Christmas party and began methodically executing Americans for their religious beliefs, the commander in chief of the U.S. armed forces started ruminating on all the political angles and consequences.
Seriously? The worst terrorist attack on American soil since 9/11 and President Obama is still wearing his race-hustler glasses? This is just another opportunity to divvy up his people by the color of their skin?
Is it now time to invoke Section 4 of the 25th Amendment? Has our president officially lost his ability to discharge the powers and duties of his office?
Here in this week of reflection and gratitude, it is high time you smug and intolerant Americans take a long look at yourselves.
If you are still confused about how Donald Trump is walking away with the Republican nomination for president, look no further than his swift, reflexive, fearless, and unvarnished response to the terrorist attack in Paris.
MILWAUKEE — As if Jeb Bush’s campaign were not already finished, the candidate drilled several additional screws into his own coffin during Tuesday night’s debate.
When was the last time you heard a sitting politician give a speech that made you stop and think? A speech where you actually learned something?
To hear the GOP establishment squeal with such glee, you would think there was a fire sale going on down at Brooks Brothers. Or maybe Congress just passed a law making country club dues tax-deductible. Or somebody invented a glow-in-the-dark golf ball.
Just last month, Republican Party officials scurried into Trump Tower to extract a loyalty pledge from a certain unpredictable billionaire real estate mogul turned presidential candidate.
For the Democratic nomination for the presidency of the United States of America, I hereby officially and wholeheartedly announce my endorsement for — The Empty Lectern!
Like the bumper sticker says, a gun’s only serious enemies are rust and politicians. At least rust has principles. Of course, nothing inspires shameless partisan ambition in politicians like an awful human tragedy. So, in a spasm of deceitful grandstanding,
First they ignored him. Then they mocked him. Then they tried tearing him down.
Speaking under the hateful gaze of Che Guevara in Havana’s Plaza of the Revolution — a shrine to ruthless communism — Pope Francis scolded us to “serve people, not ideas.”
Mr. Trump: You have run a near-flawless campaign. At every turn, your originality and unpredictability have outsmarted the most highly touted minds in the political world today.
You may not like ex-Vice President Dick Cheney and you may not miss former President George W. Bush but you have to give them credit. They did not do things halfway.
No woman in the television age of American politics has suffered so much abuse and public humiliation at the hands of men.
In the sad, soul-cratered world of desperation politics, size matters. It really, really matters. And nowhere does size matter more than inside the distortion machine that is our national political media.
That giant sucking sound you hear right now is the entire political establishment reacting in shock to Donald Trump’s deeply informed and comprehensive plan to address the rampant illegal immigration that has plagued America for more than a quarter century.
Just be sure to spell his name right. It’s T-R-U-M-P, as in Trump Plaza or Trump Casino or Trump Resort. Say whatever you want about The Donald, no one can deny that he is a marketing mastermind who has turned the button-down political world on its ear.
Now comes Donald Trump, in what is sure to be an epic debate faceoff in Cleveland Thursday night. The Donald versus everybody! Mr. Universe takes on The Nine Dwarves! The Boss schools nine quaking little Apprentices!
