It’s been quite a year, the exact reverse of that whole “time flies when you’re having fun” thing.
An avalanche of revelations concerning public figures engaging in various sexual assaults has tumbled down upon our heads
Considering the severity of the cascade of disasters descending upon us lately, we should thank our lucky stars we’re able to talk about them.
Most presidents try to avoid controversy by painstakingly parsing their words like a fifth grader conserving an allowance at the county fair.
Donald J Trump has many tools at his disposal.
I need to stop and thank all the nice folk who’ve been kind enough to take time from their busy schedules to provide this column with some constructive criticism.
The firing of FBI Director James Comey by the president of the United States slammed Washington.
An epidemic is sweeping the nation, causing sufferers to experience feelings of hopeless doom, certain annihilation and cataclysmic collapse.
It seems like decades since Barack Obama handed the keys to the country over to the House of Trump, but that was only at the end of January, barely 3 months ago.
Enterprising entrepreneurs out there might want to invest in a fleet of tractor backhoes and partial ownership of a limestone quarry because it’s starting to look like bunker-digging time in America.
During the Trump Care Meltdown, when the same Republicans that chanted “Repeal & Replace” for seven years folded like a broken down lawn chair in a category 5 hurricane, we learned about a couple mysterious Republican Congressional Caucuses instrumental in torpedoing the AHCA.
It is our fervent hope here at Durstco that all you loyal readers join us in welcoming the elixir of opportunity that is 2017 and pray that it goes down smoother than that most recently departed year whose name has been wiped from our memory banks.
Relax. Now breathe. And repeat. The nonstop madcap insanity has finally reached its red and green holiday crescendo and its all downhill from here.
And now a few choice words for all Republicans advising Democrats to “stop whining about the election and get over it.”
It’s the first week of December, and all over the nation children dance while grandparents twitch with anticipation. Which, admittedly, isn’t that out of the ordinary.
Two months before joining the government in an entry level position, President-elect Donald Trump has been learning the ropes and is busier than a bartender ten minutes before midnight at a Times Square Applebee’s on New Year’s Eve.
Well. That happened. Donald J. Trump didn’t just perplex the pundits, pollsters and his own progeny with a stunning electoral pummeling of Hillary Clinton, he pelted them with showbiz shock and awe.
Something craven infects political candidates as the days dwindle down to a precious few.
We, the American People, should pat ourselves on the back for having survived a multitude of presidential battles this year.
So the conventions are over and we’ve entered the penultimate stage of this presidential demolition derby.