So, at the moment I am writing this (8:30 CT Saturday night) the currently current, regrettably Democrat Governor Northam of Virginia has (let me check) decided not to resign because he does not recall having posed in blackface as shown on his yearbook page, and claims now that he is not the man pictured. I understand he spent today calling old classmates to see if any one of them could jog his memory (or take the fall for him, she muttered cynically, rolling her eyes).
Here is an interesting excerpt from this article:
Beneath the photo, Northam lists his alma mater and his interest in pediatrics and offers a quote: “There are more old drunks than old doctors in this world so I think I’ll have another beer.”
This, after Supreme Court Justice Kavanaugh indignantly employed the Beer Defense, made me think: "Damn, maybe I should give beer another try. It seems to be the favorite of successful politicians. Like, they defiantly adore this stuff. Like it fucks you up enough to sexually assault women while wearing blackface, but it makes you a 'man of the people' at the same time."
I mean, I don’t like beer because it tastes like flowers. (Really, people, don't drink flowers. It is wrong.) I did not realize until this last scandal that it has hallucinogenic properties and a Get Out of Jail Free card that goes with it.