Please, do not try to place obituaries of political candidates in the newspapers.

People will want to chat with you afterward.

I mean, in what universe is this considered intelligent? What the hell do you expect the Secret Service to do… OK, don’t answer that.  What the hell do you expect a COMPETENT Secret Service to do?  Have a bit of a laugh and move on?

Noooo. They might appear to laugh and move on, but what they will do is put you on a list that you will never, ever leave.  And I can’t quite make myself feel badly about that, either. Because that’s just dumb, man. Legit dumb.

Actually, it’s ‘DRUNKEN Secret Service agents disrupted,’ etc. etc. etc.

After reading this I feel like doing some drinking myself. “Two Secret Service agents suspected of driving under the influence andstriking a White House security barricade disrupted an active bomb investigation and drove directly beside the suspicious package itself, according to current and former government officials familiar with the incident.” …And then they got sent home before somebody could run a sobriety test on them.

Of course.

Look, I dislike the current President of the United States of America. But I don’t want him to die. I want the old, cold, street-samurai Secret Service back. Because this is no longer absurd; it’s alarming.

Somebody hit Jim Treacher with a car last night. #rsrh

Originally reported as a hit-and-run by the Secret Service; not actually contradicted by this, although Jim’s reporting this from the perspective of a guy who’s had his knee broken, which means that he’s in a particular universe of pain that I am personally thankful to have never personally visited.  Hot Air has more.

Best wishes and prayers for Jim, of course.  He’s both a good guy and a valuable member of the VRWC, and if does turn out to be the Secret Service and they stonewall… then I encourage Tucker Carlson to go all Breitbart on them.