The reason for the season

 The Trump regime is impervious to laws and courts.  This is not news, but it's forcing desperate Americans to get creative.  In the saga of Kilmar Abrego Garcia, which has gone on longer than it takes to read Kafka's The Trial, Judge Paula Xinis ruled, "Since Abrego Garcia's return from wrongful detention in El Salvador, he has been re-detained, again without lawful authority.  For this reason the court will GRANT Abrego Garcia's Petition for immediate release from ICE custody."  I will be amazed if this happens.  Instead we'll get another rant about "murderers and rapists" who cannot be allowed to walk the streets.

Noem and two of her apparatchiks showed up at a hearing of the House Homeland Security committee but before the bullshit could flow a man stood up with a wooden cross and shouted, "Stop the raids!  The power of Christ compels you!  End deportations!"  Sadly, Noem did not thrash about or expel green vomit.  Exorcism doesn't work on soulless brutes.  

Religion is in the air.  "He's very close to putting his faith in Christ, very close," says religion influencer Stuart Knechtle, referring to Barron Trump.  They talk Jesus all the time, with the youngster very impressed by Knechtle's tales of Africans having "divine revelations."  Like Joshua Mhlakela, whose prophecy about the Rapture nearly came true in September.  In the meantime Barron continues to pal around with accused rapist, trafficker and professional misogynist Andrew Tate and his brother Tristan.  They also share a tailor, according to mutual friend Justin Waller.  I don't know why Barron needs dating advice from Waller -- when it comes to rape and misogyny who's a better consigliere than his father?

Is it a good day for a new grift?  A wine manufacturer called Republican Red paid to advertise its line of "I Am Charlie Kirk" wines on Truth Social.  Kirk always asserted that he was teetotal but that doesn't mean he couldn't turn water into -- no, I won't go there.  Let's hope the extra dollars comfort the widow Kirk, who is going through some things with Candace Owens.  Erika Kirk gave a Fox interview yesterday asking people to stop with the conspiracy theories and Owens proceeded to dial it up to twelve (eleven is her baseline), calling Mrs. Kirk's behavior "suspicious" and saying of her protestations, "None of this is passing the vibe check."  It's a matter of days until she accuses the widow of aiding and abetting, and then the lawyers get involved.  Or the exorcists!

I don't know, does this look suspicious to you?

Who says the age of miracles is over?  Just days after Trump struggled to stuff his fat head into the "FIFA Peace Prize" (pro tip, Gianni, you're supposed to put it on him) the Bondi Department decided to drop charges against Hernan Lopez, the Fox employee accused of paying millions in bribes for the rights to World Cup and other matches.  In the age of Trump you're considered weird if you pass up a chance to engage in corruption.

Here's something Candace and Erika can bond over:  Nancy Mace, fresh from her performance as a screaming maniac at the Charleston airport, has a bill to rename Washington's Black Lives Matter Plaza as "Charlie Kirk Freedom of Speech Plaza."  Because if we're honest, black lives no longer matter but bigots do.  Not as profitable as what's afoot in Texas, where every school is being forced to sponsor a TPUSA chapter, but not as rude as this design for a fountain:

Do not laugh at this.  It is unacceptable.  What's wrong with you?

Jesus was called the prince of peace but Trump is the undisputed king, with a novelty shop medal to prove it.  It gives me no pleasure to read in the Washington Bezos that at least two of his triumphs are fraying.  "Violent clashes have intensified on the Thailand-Cambodia border and between Democratic Republic of Congo and the Rwanda-backed M23 militia."  Meanwhile Ukraine continues to defy the king by defending its territory instead of accepting the inevitable Russian victory.  Next thing you know Armenia will resume fighting Aberbaijan (it's in Wales, between Abergavenny and Aberystwyth) and China will interpret US indifference as a signal to invade Taiwan.  Peace is hard work.  Harder still is committing acts of war against Venezuela, threatening Colombia (and Cuba?) and still convincing the red hats that you're not a warmonger.  Speaking of which, MAGA meet MEGA.  In an effort to restore Europe to 1940s glory Trump wants to break up the "rotten" European Union by pulling Hungary, Italy, Austria and Poland into a new axis with the US.  He'd love to leave NATO but that takes an act of Congress.  

Fortunately the economy is A+++++, like Ralphie Parker's composition about the Red Ryder BB Gun.  It's so good that they no longer need to issue reports on jobs and unemployment claims or actual food prices compared to those in Trump's head, all of which are Biden's fault.  If you can't afford groceries you probably bought too many pencils.  Have you tried dumpster diving?  It keeps you fit when you can't afford to fly.

Never mind Kansas, what's the matter with Wisconsin?  The state of Bob LaFollette and Russ Feingold insists on re-electing barely sentient Ron Johnson, who's promoting a book by a quack named Pierre Kory about curing absolutely everything with chlorine dioxide (bleach).  For the audiobook I recommend Liam Neeson, who just finished narrating Plague of Corruption:  80 Years of Pharmaceutical Corruption, a survey of anti-vax bullshit by a couple of Brainworm Bob's co-conspirators.  Neeson was once a serious actor (Michael Collins, Schindler's List), but that was a long time ago.