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 Today in the Atlanta Journal Constitution Geoff Duncan, former lieutenant governor of Georgia, writes:  "This November I am voting for a decent person I disagree with on policy over a criminal defendant without a moral compass."  He goes on to accuse Trump of "cockamamie schemes" and "wild-eyed conspiracy theories."  Slowly the Never-Trumps are turning into All-Right-Then-Bidens because it's time to choose a side, Trump or democracy.

This is where Trumpismo has brought us:  The University of Mississippi is investigating the most blatant racist among the counter-protesters at last week's demonstration and his fraternity, Phi Delta Theta, has expelled him.  But he's the star of a new Trump ad with the comment, "Giving us some hope there that not all college students have gone woke."  

America Made Great Again, right down to the 1960s hair.  

For tragicomic relief there's the touching video of Trump delivering two pizzas to a New York City firehouse.  As you can see from the timeline two pies were set aside so VonShitzinpants could be seen to be carrying them in (badly) while New York's Bravest waited patiently for their now-cold lunch.  Maybe he should confine future photo-ops to police precincts.  Some of them like his promise to indemnify them for all crimes.

Trump held a big-ticket fundraiser at Motel a Lago over the weekend, with his incoherent rants thoughtfully recorded by a mole, I assume.  Biden's "running a Gestapo administration," Jack Smith is "a fucking asshole," and if you want a picture with him it's going to cost extra on top of the $40,000 to get in.  Moreover, weddings take precedence because they're more profitable.  These rich people must have serious self-esteem issues.  It's especially amusing to hear him go after Fani Willis during the trial about his adulterous relationships with McDougal and Daniels.  

Kennedy Junior brought out a half-hour infomercial where he reads various people calling him "nuts and clearly disturbed," "a humorless bully," etc.  Before becoming those things he was an environmental lawyer, which is what the Woody Harrelson narration dwells on.  (He was a heroin addict, too, which might explain the transition to "clearly disturbed.")  Better Harrelson than the candidate's Eddie "Rochester" Anderson voice, I guess.  Anyway, Kennedy's Super PAC is suing Meta/Facebook for blocking it, unlike Russian propaganda site Xitter.  And he picked up an important endorsement from Kevin Spacey.  Yes, that one.

Knowing when to quit is vital in politics, or it used to be.  After Mike Johnson dissed her with a double "Bless her heart" (Southern for "She should go to hell and grow there like an onion"), Margie Greene still plans to force a vote on her Motion to Vacate.  She's got a known four votes lined up.  Johnson has the rest of the caucus and all the Democrats.  Go Marge.  Go.

Kristi Noem's memoir No Going! Back! hit the stores and early readers are reaching for the Xanax.  "What would I do if I was president?" she writes.  "The first thing I'd do is make sure Joe Biden's dog was nowhere on the grounds."  No danger of either.  Most people would not leave her alone with a copy of My Dog Tulip much less a living creature.  Noem is now blaming all the lies about meeting world leaders on her uncredited ghostwriter, who should avoid gravel pits.

Nevertheless Noem showed up at Trumpsapalooza with J.D. Vance, Marco Rubio, Mike Lee, Marsha Blackburn, Byron Donalds, Elise Stefanik, Tim Scott and various nonentities for the swimsuit portion of the Running Mate Pageant.  Since her one talent polled badly among Americans, Noem was not called up on stage.  Let's see how she answers the question, "How would you help Russia defend itself against the Ukrainian invasion?"

I hope Noem gets a chance to meet Vladimir Putin for real because it has the makings of a beautiful friendship, according to a story in Corriere della Sera.  An ex-senator related a hunting trip Putin made with Silvio Berlusconi in 2013.  After the Italian PM declined to shoot a deer Putin shot it, ripped out its heart and served it to him on a plate.  So now we know the answer to the question, "What could possibly make Berlusconi vomit?"  "Vladimir showed me a violent nature that I didn't imagine in such a kind and rational man," Berlusconi said.  Fascists.  You never know.