We can hear this, from our house in DC.
Back in the Carter era, I was (politely) reprimanded, for "disrespect to the office" when I wore blue jeans when called in to work late on a Saturday night, for revisions to a Monday a.m. speech.
Now, Nero and Caligula.
Nothing says ‘freedom’ like burning taxpayer money on dirt bikes at the White House for a billionaire’s birthday party. Bread’s expensive, rent’s worse, but sure, let’s fund a midlife crisis with fireworks and motocross. Peak empire decay. America is not a serious country.
