#266 In which we hatch yet another cunning plan
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#265 In which we play catch-up ball
It’s been forever and then some since we last posted. It’s not as if the government has suddenly come to its senses—it’s a little too late for that. But the ConstiToonies HQ team has been traveling, to Washington, D.C., of all places. We avoided the obvious, like the golf course where they’ve been dumping toxic waste from the demolished East Wing, or the reflecting pool where the man of wealth and taste’s handpicked pool guys are ripping off the government at levels seldom seen before 47 landed, or the White House where a billion dollars can, allegedly, get you a pretty decent ballroom and a lot of safety measures if you’re willing to batten down the hatches and never leave the premises, or the site of the forthcoming Arc de Trump that will turn Paris into the Paducah of international travel destinations. Instead we toured the Capitol, where the introductory movie says all this stuff about checks and balances at which we kept looking at one another in stunned disbelief. Th...
