Singing Like A Bird

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Sondland sort of did it.

He didn’t actually have a John Dean moment, but he definitely gave it a whirl...

...sang like canary.

Immediately they tried to lower the Barr.

It felt like a different kind of moment, but by the end of the day, they were doing their best - on each side of the aisle - to make it fit their narrative.

It’s more about what we do to somehow move forward when all this garbage is over.

Thought about that a little today...

...not sure that there’s a way through.

Ran into a millennial today. I was getting a new windshield installed.

Sat in the repair shop.

The impeachment hearing was on in the room.

“How does anyone vote for him again?” The kid asked.

I nodded.

“How did anyone vote for him once. He’s just a POS.”

I know better than to respond in public...

...there were about 4 other people in the room.

The youngster wasn’t done.

“Must be nice to spend your entire work day just slinging mud. Nothing is gonna’ happen.”

Then the kid was done.

It kind of dawned on me that he might be right.

It’s less than a year to the 2020 election. Here’s what to watch for:

Can the GOP string it out?

Is that the candidate they want?

Was the trip to the hospital a way to grease the skids for a health-related resignation?

Does he try and toss Rudy under the bus?

Does Rudy spill the beans??

Feels like we are about to start a brand new season on the Apprentice: President.

Season 3 ends with a bunch of questions...

...kinda’ like a cliffhanger ending.

I’m hoping it’s the series finale and that the show gets canceled...

...but the youngster is probably right.

“Nothing is gonna’ happen.”

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