We Don't Wipe Our Feet on Tuxedos

A NYTs columnist recently lamented that the new pugnacious attitude taken by the White House Twitter account -- thanks to a sparky young millennial named Megan Coyne* -- lacks "class" one might expect from an official megaphone for a U.S. president. 

Being classy doesn’t mean being a doormat. How’s that? We don’t wipe our shoes on tuxedoes. I find the criticisms of Biden to be either from:

• Neo-fascists who will hate everything he does before he does it.
• Impatient pie-eyed liberals whose movement would die without moderation.
• People who still believe we still have an alternative party still.
• Libertarians who condescend to both parties because their vague notion of one has and never will be tested (and who worship Ron Paul who is nothing more than a pompous Brillo-haired Trump fluffer hellbent on Dr. Fauci’s imprisonment).
• Those who will criticize him when he earns it but know, in sum, he’s the fucking man for this bizarre and dangerous time in our evolution. 

Biden was not even in my top three so I’m proud to say how wrong I was. In my defense I didn’t think MAGA had the juice that it obviously does. 

Looney juice, but juice all the same.

* When managing the Twitter account for the state of New Jersey her "your mom" response to the snarky question, "Who let New Jersey have a Twitter account?" made her an instant fan favorite of this fan, who has daughters who delightfully and righteously speak the same language. Thanks to MSNBC's Chris Hayes to flagging this gem.