Noting any tiny inch of a sign of a bad news on the election forecasts and prospects of Kamala Harris, piling a molehill into a mountain. A certain Democratic Party and Selfridges PTSD on the 2016 election, mainly. When 75 percent of the signs point your direction, you fear the 25 percent that don’t. It is also that sensation that a large number of Republicans in the mid level kind of does not care all that much one way or the other — two years on we will win with Harris to knock around and have at least some room to wriggle with back to where we want without Trump as an albatross. The Democrats and group of Never Trumpers are existential meaning here. Beyond a candidate who, when you can get past miles of incoherence, is evoking the 1890s Alien and Sedition Act, nineteenth century tariff policies, the 1950s immigration deportation program, and early twentieth century racial theories that died in Germany at the end of World War 2.

It has been a while since I have checked in on the Babylon Bee podcast. They don’t seem to have the group of Christian entertainment not political in the strictest d v r sense yahoos getting interviewed — and I am mildly interested in hearing them, and I think possible the one actually funny host — the guy who did Ax Cop — is gone. They have a long time in development project on the way. It is a hilarious movie mocking the hew and cry over January 6. Hilarity, all of it — what a gas. Somewhere in the past they interviewed a man with “Wak Away”, a group of Black Republicans ie: “Walk Away from the Democratic Party”. An interesting interview with a man who was at the scene — a big take-away from him though not the message he was wanting to relay: he got questioned on a few things, but not prosecuted because — while he was at the crime scene at the time of the crime, he is not a man we have any interest in. Leave feelings of persecution to the persecution.

Animating the Walk Away campaign, apparently, is… The fate and/ or quality of a Brady Bunch reboot. The mind reels. Familiar with this genre of internet videos, five or maybe fifteen minutes, complain about a highly stilted and politically unsubtle entertainment item. This thing about a Brady Bunch reboot where… I don’t know — is Cousin Oliver gender non binary? — is one hour thirty five minutes fifty nine seconds. I will say if wokeness in the form of overbearing production notes halted filming of this project, a rebooted Brady Bunch for the 2020s — Woke All the Way, Baby!

Checking in on the post liberal duo of Matt Taibbi and Walter Kirn. When last I listened, they were making a drink the media is ignoring or not putting Putin / Russia’s nuclear saber rattling threats to the West over Ukraine. Today it is — hm. At least it is a dignified caricature of Biden. Or is that Bush? I have no reference point on this. A Bush-Biden mashup might make sense — maybe?

The slog toward the election continues. Media information spaces split ashunder. Some of your neighbour thinks Haitian immigrants are eating dogs and cats and school kids are acting like cats and demanding litter boxes in schools — and even if they aren’t, this just focuses is on real issues. How does one skip past this? Who knows, but it isn’t sustainable.

The demographic-splicing podcast choices of Kamala Harris vs Donald Trump — you exchange a podcast with this silly name — so mocked by good Christian humorists as “sex podcast” — for a 20 something whose shtick is that he runs up to sniff the seats of favoured guests (like Andrew Tate) after they leave — nothing sexual on that scene.

Ron Paul is still out there, commentary available for your edification. When last I checked, he was promulgating every line the Republican Party is against President and then candidate Biden — Russia hoax, responded justice department against Trump, maybe you find yourself aligned with his isolationism on Ukraine, the border the border the border. Bother to check in with Rand Paul — nothing much altered but dynamics of our politics.

Somebody has dumped red paint on the screens of all the parking meters up and down the streets, rendering them not usable. I am thinking that I hope this is a political act — a means of communicating maybe “You all have Blood on your Hands” for “the deaths of Palestinians” or “all the babies lost to Abortion”. Either one, or any number of things I can’t think of right now — though I think the climate fighters favor tomato soup. I know it isn’t — it is just wanton vandalism of public property for its own sake and the sake of jollies. Beside which, the fact that splashed red paint could signify any cause as much as not signify any cause gives away the problem of messaging.

After an hour I get bored of it and drop out. When I return I catch the bottom line right at the very end which negates just about anything of the previous so two hours — and it is up to Tim Walz to poke it toward JD Vance as he fished for an equivalency that, well may work for Matt Taibbi and there is no other means of getting by in the reasonable sounding broad political middle from the right he had managed to work his way to for the duration of his time here.

Performances were about what I expect. Walz had said he was not that good at this, a word of warning to Harris when she picked him. And as much as Democrats want to fix Vance as the man who stumbles his way through a doughnut shop and roll through his podcast interviews, there is a reason he was elected Senator — he was not going to blast his way through the rhetoric of “cat ladies” for the edification of the audience of Bronze Age Pervert and listeners — or, if we want to slide to a wider audience Tucker Carlson. What I pick up here is his one moment to get himself to the role Pence served for Trump in 2016 — if you can’t stomach Trump you can convince yourself you are voting for the undercard. The final exchange of the debate –and years from now the only thing history will remember of it — served to show how Vance would not serve as another Pence — and, as Walz says off of everyone who prepped him for the one moment in a long series of blah — why he is there in the first place.

Someone should have figured the reason for the opening statement. Hey the “I’m a hick out of Appalachia, son of an Opoid Addict” / “Coach and teacher from Minnesota” out of the way, so a Question about Iran and Israel is not filibustered with all that. After that, Grand take away of anything I see any mention of in the discourse. I don’t exactly know what the Tiananmen Square story is, but I am fascinated by the idea of the Bulwark crew barking about what a bad answer he gave and how he should have answered it — and giving the suggestion of the answer he effectively gave. Vance barks out “you are not supposed to fact check” as the hosts clarify that the Haitian migrants are legally so. Walz clearly avoided dogs and cats, and I guess people don’t like his lowest common denominator approach in calling out demagoguery here. Vance got cute by half and laughable in framing Trump as “saving” Obama’s ACA healthcare. And Walz made a funny boo boo in saying he has been friends with school shooters, which to be sure as a teacher these days and at the point in time he had been you are probably tasked with guiding kids away from such.

I do have the sense the man opened the door back up for his 2028 run, the door that had seemingly closed with cat ladies and doughnuts. Sure, we have good reports of MAGA faithful not much liking him — but remember, Kamala Harris “is a cop”. And if we see Vance not much bothering to distance from the Trump election denying here, recall Ronald Reagan was a vociferous supporter of Nixon throughout Watergate. Things turn, Vance can push it aside and complete his formation into Vance version number four that this debate served to start him out as —

Entering the last full month of the election and Trump’s hair now has this purple floral it. The irony is that his base of support attached purple hair to that which is wrong with America — the indoctrinated youth with woke gay marxist hair dye. Or maybe it is the hair color of some his base — some old blue hairs.

Jason Linkins insists that the Democrats he is speaking out a face on the miseey Trump wrecks. Apparently the face is that of House Minority Leader Hakeem Jeffries. Which is. A regrettable placement of image to headline, I assume. We wander into the deep cynicism of the immigration politics where JD Vance bluntly states the dogs and cats thing is a lie to get the focus on their topic, and where Harris can’t run against a stated “mass deportation” — a horrible idea even if you can justifiably stand to move right on the border — because polling shuts it out.

Hey! Iran strikes Israel! And this probably is actually about the biggest issue of the next president, even as there are no pat solutions and even as it polls nowhere.

A warning. This vote is rigged. When you push down to click a vote for the left choice, it takes you to the same link as the right choice.