Head-ON With Robyn Roxanne Kincaid

The password is: "PigPence." COVID Caligula is presumably back home and spreading his disease to everyone within reach of his labored breath. Now Steven Miller has it . . . or the virus has Steven Miller. Hard to say. Claudia Conway pwns her mom again. Lincoln Project produces new ad that I predicted Friday evening. "Dr. Dreamy Buns" enters the HORN lexicon. Sheesh!

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The elections are quickly approaching and we're facing an unprecedented moment in our history as a nation. Our sitting President isn't quiet well and he's running the asylum, I mean the White House. We as a nation haven't a clue as to what's going on at any given moment regarding the public's welfare. The health and safety is dependent on those who sit in the seats of power and it seems we're being unrepresented in a most egregious manner. 

A weekend's worth of unadulterated madness. Gaslighting defined. Who knows what to accept as true and what not? We try to sort it out. 

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Fear and loathing has enveloped a Presidential campaign in the middle of a pandemic and that isn't even the worst of it! For the first time in our history we're watching an unprecedented occurrence, the nation's highest office contributing to a security issue that leaves us defenseless. This isn't us, not if we truly care about nation building, or the sacrifices our forbearers endured for us to be here. This is something insidious that contradicts any spiritual or moral standard that we've held ourselves to as a shining light unto others. This shouldn't be a sacrifice the all to endow a few moment in our history, this should be the moment we stand together and say no more.     

You can probably easily guess the topic of tonight's extraordinary, ordinary roundtable. It's how the group handled it that makes it so awesome.

A tale of almost unspeakable hypocrisy . . . with oodles and oodles of context. Amy Coney-Barrett says life begins at fertilization . . . or maybe her husband let her say that . . . or told her to say that. Who knows what goes on in a cult mind?  When bread isn't actually "bread." Kimberly Gargoyle's relationship with Traitor Tot becomes a lot more understandable. Vineyards afire in California. KayLie MagaNinny's no-good, rotten, very bad day. "I just wanna know where the river is." "Well, it's a ditch." You can't make this stuff up!

This Prayer Meetin' is pre-empted by a special post-whatever-that-thing-was-last-night edition of the Front Porch. Sheesh! What a hot mess! Biden, however, did what he needed to do, namely be sane.

Eric Trump outs himself on Fox; LGBTQ Community experiences spontaneous vomiting. Debate drinking games pose national health risk. Mask crackdown in NYC neighborhoods that have driven up COVID-19 rates from less than 1% to 3.25%.  Darlene and I engage in a longform conversation on the many failings of Robert Mueller. 

Happy Birthday to Dr. Bill!

Tonight will be the Presidential debate that lets us know how the next few weeks will pan out. No matter how we look at it our nation stands in peril with the current information we have regarding foreign interests and our presiding president's finances. So if the election turns in his favor, will we be able to last four more years? Please join us for a conversation that's vitally important to everyone. Because we are all together in this whether we like it or not and the words United We Stand or Divided We Fall has meaning to it. Let's not fall. 

Let's start with some South Florida moranity. Then let's talk about what a deadbeat it turns out COVID Caligula is. And then there's his SCOTUS nominee, Handmaid Ofdonald. Her "originalism" is a sticky wicket, to say the least. Why does she vote if she's such an originalist? We also get our first call from the African continent, Capetown, to be precise, and an old friend of the community. Hey, look! Wilbur Ross is still dreaming of a White Census.