All Bad Things Must Come to an End, Too

Unfolding events in Washington are reminding us that just like all good things, bad things, too, must come to an end—some of them, at least.  We had two very bad things discontinued yesterday, with the federal Court of International Trade delivering a three-man tag team body slam to the Emperor of Tariffs, which will require the dazed, dawdling grandad's corner men to cease and desist in the current extortion and bribery scheme of illegal tariffs and to to repay every nickel so far collected under this corrupt gangster game. 

But don’t quite ungird your loins yet.  TariffMania’s aged star is working on new moves that will bring him more power and wealth even as it breaks an economy that was the envy of the world four months ago.

Equally delightful was the news that Elon Musk will take his collection of black MAGA hats, model rockets, ketamine bag, and his only friend, Grok, and finally get the hell out of DC.  

Since his humiliating and spectacularly failed efforts on April 1 to buy a state supreme court seat in Wisconsin with a $25 million campaign gift and $1million bribes to lucky MAGAt voters, Elmo has found himself as marginalized as a pregnant Trump wife. 

When Felon’s big AI deal with UAE did not include Elmo’s xAI, Musk suddenly found himself waiting in the receiving line on May 14 at the Abu Dhabi palace, rather than milling about and chumming with the Emir and Felon. And so Musk returns to his company brands that have been decimated by his hateful arrogance and intentional cruelty.  

Elmo will leave in his smelly wake vital federal departments now gutted, untold numbers of crushed American civil servants, and hundreds of thousands of children around the world who have already died from starvation or the absence of needed drugs previously made available through USAID, which Musk and his juvenile delinquent minions destroyed in the first weeks of the DOGE deluge.

It will take a long time for the musk to clear from the air along the Potomac. After all, the architect of Project 2025, Russ Vought, has picked up the Musk crap dispenser and begun applying it with more tactical precision.