I watched the JV RNC debate shitshow on CNBC. Smirking douchenozzle / Tea Party Podfather Rick Santelli was one of the moderators. Gyad, what a loathsome prick.
The assembled aspirants were talking over the one-minute time limit, shouting down the moderators and behaving disruptively. I kept hoping a muscular cop from South Carolina would charge in and slam them to the ground, along with their podiums.
After the small-timer show, assembled bloviators, including a toupéed idiot and an old fart from the Reagan admin, insisted the candidates weren’t supportive enough of corporate tax cuts. One of those nitwits was a former Bear Stearns economist, so it was like listening to Captain Hazelwood of the Exxon Valdez opine on oil tanker navigation.
The spectacle made me want to pour a quart of bourbon into a half-gallon container of butter pecan ice cream and spoon the contents down my throat until I pass out or spew projectile vomit across the room to cover the screen and make it stop.
Round 2 will have the blessed distraction of baseball. Go Mets!
PS: World Series open thread downstairs.