“I didn’t do it, someone else did it, but…”

Posted on June 11, 2026 by Naomi

…”I take full responsibility for it.”

I just read the above in an article about a Congressional hearing featuring our current Energy Secretary, but really, it could’ve been any current Cabinet member.

He was asked whether something he’d written on social media was true. It wasn’t. So he said, “No.” And then went on to blame a staff member for the, uh, untruth before he took “full responsibility.”

I know, I know. No point in keeping up with these bizarro creatures and their statements. Still, this blaming someone other than oneself and immediately taking responsibility deserves a mention. It’s sort of deft, in a Trumpled kind of way.

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Updates on pricey automobiles in NYC

Posted on June 10, 2026 by Naomi

Tesla. There are more Teslas driving around. I’ve even seen one yellow cab Tesla, an alarming object.

I still glare at Tesla drivers. I doubt my glare has anything to do with their facial expressions, but Tesla drivers do not look happy. They seem grim, beset. Guilty.

And here’s a possible bright note: I have noticed a small number of parked Teslas missing the insignia. It isn’t anywhere on the car, not on the nose, not on the ass. Nowhere. No mention of Tesla at all on those cars seeking anonymity. Could it be shame? Fear?

Whatever.

Today, I saw a marvelously different sleek black car on Waverly Place, next to Washington Square Park. It was a car I did not recognize. It had a substance to it beyond anything I’ve felt standing near a car, not even a Maserati. It had a cool majesty, a calm demeanor. Seemed to be saying something to me. Whispering, in another language. I leaned toward the unsplashy insignia and…oh boy.

This is a Bentley, a Flying Spur, I believe.

Fuck you, Elon. You are less than nothing.

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My Reality arrived via express mail from the USPS

Posted on June 8, 2026 by Naomi

I could get weepy over the United States Postal Service. Weepily grateful.

On Tuesday, May 26, I walked my passport application over to my local post office.

On Wednesday, June 3, my mailbox contained a priority express envelope, within which was my new passport.

My Reality has been wrested by the United States Postal Service, established in 1775, out of the shambles loosely called “the Trump administration,” and laid gently at my metaphorical doorstep.

Despite the godawful mess created by and around this White House, on July 4 I will celebrate the parts of and people in our federal government who continue to function at a defiantly high level. I invite you to do the same.

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