Channeling Ethel

For a minute yesterday afternoon I thought I was channeling Ethel Merman because I had this overwhelming desire to start singing "everything's coming up roses! (a Grand Jury has been convened) and daffodils! (phone call transcripts published) Everything's coming up roses for you (and the Idiot Jerk looked like an Idiot Jerk) and for me!"  Of course I didn't because customers in the flooring department would have thought my senses had taken flight.  Still...  And from what I've heard the Idiot Jerk is seething with rage because... he's an Idiot Jerk.
About those transcripts, some people are saying they went a bit too far... sorry, everybody knows, or at least should know, that had the Idiot Jerk been holding phone call transcripts he'd have read cherry picked morsels at his rally's, and his supporters would have raised the roof!  He's desperately trying to pivot his supporter's attention back to the Clinton emails, a dead horse if ever there was one, without understanding that everyone with half a brain knows it's a dead horse.
"Let me, entertain you.. " sorry, Ethel keeps creeping into my consciousness and I don't want to break into song because I don't nearly have the range she had.  And then there's is that Grand Jury "and sunshine and Santa Claus," ... holy crap!  She's taking over me.  I can't hold her back.  Ladies and Gentleman!  here's Ethel!