Welcome to The Breakfast Club! We’re a disorganized group of rebel lefties who hang out and chat if and when we’re not too hungover
we’ve been bailed out we’re not too exhausted from last night’s (CENSORED) the caffeine kicks in. Join us every weekday morning at 9am (ET) and weekend morning at 10:00am (ET) (or whenever we get around to it) to talk about current news and our boring lives and to make fun of LaEscapee! If we are ever running late, it’s PhilJD’s fault.
This Day in History
The United States drops an atomic bomb on Hiroshima, Japan during World War II; LBJ signs the Voting Rights Act; Pope Paul VI dies; Scientist Alexander Fleming born; Funk singer Rick James dies.
Something to Think about over Coffee Prozac
Only two things are infinite, the universe and human stupidity, and I’m not sure about the former.
This Is How Crimes Against Humanity Happen Charles P. Pierce, Esquire Politics
Trump Tweets a Confession, Then Sekulow Admits His Client Has Been Lying about His Involvement emptywheel aka Marcy Wheeler, emptywheel
The crazy is starting to stick digby aka Heather Digby Parton, Hullabaloo
Follow the NRA Rubles: Or Hunting Russian Honey Pot Election Money Spocko. Hullabaloo
Is it true what they say about Texas? Tom Sullivan, Hullabaloo
Lawmakers in UK and US Propose Sweeping Changes to Tech Policies to Combat Misinformation Jason Hendrix, Just Security
Can the Senate Constrain the President on NATO and Russia? Molly K. McKew, Lawfare
A Slow Motion Lorry Wreck Scott Lemieux, Lawyers, Guns and Money
Points That Need Making Erik Loomis, Lawyers, Guns and Money
The Castro-Loving Kids These Days Need to Understand that the Swedish Government Doesn’t Own the Means of Production Dan Nexon, Lawyers, Guns and Money
Giant Shoulder Pads, Love Connection and Andrew Sullivan’s Opinions on Race driftglass, at his blog
Imagine Needing To Rewrite History To Feel Good About Yourself! Robyn Pennacchia, Wonkette
The Crime. IV Yastreblyansky, Rectification of Names
HANG JIM JORDAN AROUND EVERY REPUBLICAN CANDIDATE’S NECK Steve M., No More Mister Nice Blog