They're Calling Trump The F-Word

I don’t know how I feel about John Kelly’s unburdening of his malleable conscience to The Atlantic and The New York Times. Part of me thinks, Look, pal, you were his chief of staff. I mean, he took the gig, and he must’ve realized within two hours that he was dealing with a swamp monster of the worst kind. It’s a little late to warn us about it now that it has already eaten Osaka. Yet I also am grateful that he has given permission to the more timid members of my profession to use the F-word freely in relation to El Caudillo del Mar-a-Lago. He is a fascist. He was a fascist. He will forever be a fascist. Per omnia saecula saeculorum. His fascism is a uniquely American kind, but it is fascism nonetheless. If you’re having trouble viewing this email, [view in browser]( What the hell happened in politics this week? Esquire's legendary blogger Charlie P. Pierce has answers John Kelly Is Telling Everyone Who Will Listen That Trump Wanted Generals Like Hitler Had John Kelly Is Telling Everyone Who Will Listen That Trump Wanted Generals Like Hitler Had I don’t know how I feel about John Kelly’s unburdening of his malleable conscience to The Atlantic and The New York Times. Part of me thinks, Look, pal, you were his chief of staff. I mean, he took the gig, and he must’ve realized within two hours that he was dealing with a swamp monster of the worst kind. It’s a little late to warn us about it now that it has already eaten Osaka. Yet I also am grateful that he has given permission to the more timid members of my profession to use the F-word freely in relation to El Caudillo del Mar-a-Lago. He is a fascist. He was a fascist. He will forever be a fascist. Per omnia saecula saeculorum. His fascism is a uniquely American kind, but it is fascism nonetheless. [Read More]( [Is Politico Drunk???]( [Is Politico Drunk???]( Get this: A writer for Tiger Beat on the Potomac thinks prosecutors should strike a deal with Trump to get him to accept the 2024 election results. Ms. Glover has spent a lot of time warning people to avoid contributing to the former president*’s campaign on the sensible grounds that nobody knows where the money is going. Good for her. Welcome to the Big Tent—which is, please God, merely a temporary shelter. Please leave your bag here on the table so we can make sure you’re not smuggling in any really bad ideas. [Read More]( [When Will Republicans Stop Talking Ill-Advised, Untrue Sh*t About Dominion Voting Machines?]( [When Will Republicans Stop Talking Ill-Advised, Untrue Sh*t About Dominion Voting Machines?]( I can think of 787 million reasons Republicans ought to be very careful about badmouthing Dominion voting machines just because El Caudillo del Mar-a-Lago wants them to do so. Look, dipshits (thanks, Governor Coach Tim, for bringing down that barrier), as it has already demonstrated, Dominion has some really good lawyers, and it knows how to use them. Be advised. [Read More]( [Russian Ratf*ckers Have Reached New Heights with a False Rumor About Tim Walz]( [Russian Ratf*ckers Have Reached New Heights with a False Rumor About Tim Walz]( Come along with us now as we explore the distant frontiers of ratf*cking. Out there are many new and exotic species of rats that need f*cking, and there are brave humans out there willing to take on the job. Many of them live and work in Russia, and they must be exhausted by now, cramping up in both legs and in dire need of a smoke and a moist towelette. Inventing a falsehood about Tim Walz’s past and then catapulting it into the American mainstream media is the kind of ratf*cking that gets you a spread in the Christmas issue of Cyber Dudes. [Read More]( [Trump Looked Like an Adorable Lil’ Cutie Pie in That Apron]( [Trump Looked Like an Adorable Lil’ Cutie Pie in That Apron]( Semi-seriously, I’m not sure why everybody is making a big deal about this McDonald’s stunt. It was fake? Color me not astonished. It’s an example of what a veteran pol once told me about campaigning: Sooner or later, no matter how smart you are, or how brilliant your strategy is, you have to pet the pig. This was petting the pig, not dissimilar to flipping pancakes in New Hampshire or wolfing down corn dogs at the Iowa State Fair. [Read More]( Follow Us [Visit Esquire on Facebook]( [Visit Esquire on X formerly Twitter]( [Visit Esquire on Instagram]( [Visit Esquire on YouTube]( [Unsubscribe]( | [Privacy Notice]( | [CA Notice at Collection]( Esquire is a publication of Hearst Magazines. ©2024 Hearst Magazine Media, Inc. All Rights Reserved. This email was sent by Hearst Magazines, 300 West 57th Street, New York, NY 10019-3779