As it turned out MoDo just dropped by the MOTUS Twilight Nocturne Lounge for a quick pre-pre-party cocktail. Here she is at her second stop at the White House Correspondents' Dinner Weekend Pre-Party at the swanky W hotel: 
MoDo with New Yorker editor David Remnick and Jane Mayer at the pre-party they hosted.
I don’t think I’m letting the cat out of the bag by saying that MoDo’s facial regrading turned out quite well; indeed, she certainly doesn’t look 62 now, like she did when she was 55!
Welcome to The MOTUS Twilight Nocturne Lounge. We’ve been expecting you. After a week of sticky wickets including everything from lies, cover-ups and allusions to Watergate, I’m expecting a big virtual crowd, so pull up a chair, and unwind.
Sit anywhere you like. If you’re flush and feel like buying a few rounds for a lonely lady, there’s a seat next to MoDo over at the “blue” bar, which is normally reserved for weepy liberals. Butt be forewarned; she’s looking for a shoulder to cry on.
What a week!
Big Guy wrapped up his Apology Tour 2.0 of Asia:
Marine Won picks BHO up to take him to dinner at the Malacanang Palace, in Manila, Philippines. Creepy, isn’t it?
Russia continued it’s invasion of Ukraine with nothing more than a few harsh stares, threatened sanctions and the promise of a rude letter from Big Guy to follow.
Back on the home front, BO reprimanded the do-nothing (Republican) Congress for not passing his minimum wage bill, and threated more recriminations and rude letters if they don’t submit to his wishes.
Today’s post is focused on the latest economic news:
A toast! We’re number .001!
I see the WaPo let the cat out of the bag, which was picked up by WeaselZippers and now everybody’s buzzing about Lady M and the Wee Wons private weekend at the luxurious Salamander spa.
I don’t know why people begrudge Lady M a little R&R; after all, she did just complete a tour of duty overseas. Doesn’t everyone deserve a good cleanse and refreshing massage after such a grueling trip:
Plus, shortly after her return she attended Easter church services; who wouldn’t be exhausted?
And, as MO herself explained to Michael Strahan at the Spring-Sphere Roll:
“You know, if we’re not going to church we really try to use Sunday as family downtime where we can kind of breathe and catch up and maybe take a little nap every now and then if we’re not working,” she said. “We could be loungin’ and nappin’.”
Not since Jimmy Carter wrote the widely unread book, Palestine: Peace Not Apartheid, has a higher ranking know-it-all suggested that Israel might become an apartheid state. For the record, “apartheid” is a term appropriated from the racist regime of South Africa and applied to Israel because it always elicits the desired outrage. As far as emotional college slogan campaigns go, it’s right up there with “Free Palestine.”
The Apartheid accusation is false at every level, and was a deliberate propaganda strategy devised at the anti-Semitic Durban NGO conference in 2001.
In other words it works well for the anti-Jewish mafia and propaganda machine:
“Based on the spurious, yet maliciously effective, accusation that Israel is in some way akin to apartheid South Africa, anti-Zionist groups have found the perfect way to monopolize the discourse and shut out any debate on the Arab-Israeli conflict.”
So it was a bit dispiriting to find out our very own Secretary of State was perpetuating this bombastic sloganeering:
The verdict is in: if we want to hang Cliven Bundy (Republican) with racism (and who doesn’t?) for implying that the bonds of government dependency are as bad if not worse than the bonds of slave owning plantation owners, then we will have to hang Donald Sterling (Big Democrat donor – although you’d never know from the MSM coverage) for his overtly racist (and misogynist) comments too.
Donald with, we assume, his soon-to-be ex-girlfriend.
We should have known Donald was a racist misogynist hater. He looks all fat and pasty like a Republican, no?
Can you believe it? Another venerable American institution is about to go the way of the buggy whip. No, not the Bill of Rights – not yet anyway. It’s the the Ladies Home Journal, which is folding after a 131 year run.
There is no way you can blame Lady M for the demise: she did the best she could, gracing its cover 3 times in just 5 years.
And in issues that included such cutting edge features as “cleavage etiquette” -
“Anti-aging for ‘real’ women” -
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