Today in “are you fucking kidding me?”: The Federalist helpfully proclaims that “The Senate Should Refuse to Confirm All of Hillary Clinton’s Judicial Nominees.” And since it’s not technically a column about the election, you have to read it!
The New York Times appears to have forgotten that, as a general rule, watching the episodes in a television show in the correct order tends to make for a better, more helpful review.
Alex Jones, one of Donald Trump’s favorite conspiracy theorists, is extremely concerned about the “Jewish Mafia.” Lest anyone jump to conclusions, he’d like you to know that he’s no anti-Semite—he’s just here to warn you that “they run Uber, they run the health care, they’re going to scam you, they’re going to hurt you.”
Paul Beatty, author of The Sellout, became the first American to win the Man Booker Prize this week.
Donald Trump’s supporters might insist that the internals are D+9, which means the hidden “monster vote” has once again flown under the radar—and that those invisible voters will materialize on election day to issue a powerful rebuke to media elites who use deliberate and criminal D+n oversampling in their scheme to convince everyone that most folks wish the election was over, when in fact, everybody loves the election, and just you wait until November 8, when Americans rise up and refuse to vote, thereby sending a clear message that they’d like the election to continue unresolved for as long as possible
There’s a revelatory scene in a hard-to-find documentary, Troublemakers, shot by Norm Fruchter and Bob Machover in 1965 in the poor wards of Newark, N.J. Tom Hayden and some 100 others had left their rather comfy college-kid lives when Students for a Democratic Society, under Tom’s leadership, decided that the place to pursue economic democracy was in an interracial movement of the poor, designed to move the civil rights struggle toward interracial class solidarity.
“It wasn’t just Hillary Clinton you insulted,” they say, “it was me. I’m a nasty woman too.”
This was inevitable. As soon as Donald Trump interrupted Clinton in Vegas, in the middle of a deeply boring section on “entitlement reform,” the T-shirts were born.
These values have been powerfully absent from a campaign season dominated by a man who once boasted that his wealth and status allowed him to grab women’s genitals.
In the thriller du jour The Girl on the Train, a kind of Rashômon for the bridge-and-tunnel crowd, three female perspectives compete for our attention and sympathy. At its core, Rachel (Emily Blunt) enacts her onscreen alcoholism via smudged eye makeup and artfully blurred tracking shots; tragedy and confusion have enveloped her life in the wake of her estrangement from her husband Tom (Justin Theroux).
What they don’t tell you about the battle for Mosul is how boring it is, hour by hour, day by day. From my vantage point near the Iraqi village of Bartella, ISIS positions are visible in the smoke-filled distance, across the crinkled flatness of Nineveh; in front of me, gangs of weary Peshmerga fighters clump about in their fatigues as an endless line of armored cars trundles slowly through their ranks.
Until very recently, it seemed self-evident that Donald Trump was the biggest raging moron in American public life. But that was before CNN president Jeff Zucker’s star turn before the guardians of establishment wisdom at Harvard’s Kennedy School of Government.
It’s that time again! Join us for our second presidential debate live blog this evening, featuring the likes of Amber A’Lee Frost, Natasha Vargas-Cooper, Chris Lehmann, and David Rees. Tune in to this space around 9 p.m. tonight. We promise it’ll help you retain a shred of sanity—if it doesn’t, please direct all complaints here.
Welcome back, my friends, to the show that we devoutly hope will end soon: namely the Second Official Baffler Presidential Debate Liveblog, aka “The Unshackling.” This will be the last face-to-face confrontation between Priapic Reality-TV Has-been Donald Trump and Hillary Clinton, woman and dead-end neoliberal.
We tell ourselves that our circumstances are our own fault because we find it more reassuring to believe that we are to blame for our woes as opposed to, say, capitalism or basic misfortune. The sociopolitical or existential threat of a world beyond our control is far more menacing than our own shortcomings; if it’s our fault, then we can improve ourselves, and better our situation.
One of the key features of our current malaise is what I call “disremembering.” The fact is that some people in this country think that we have double digit unemployment because black people don’t want to work. They think that white wealth is thirteen times that of black wealth because we’re not working hard; because we’re not diligent or self-reliant; because we’re dependent, victim-mongering, relying on black victimization.