OK, who do these federal district judges think they are, anyway? They can't just stop a president who was elected by a landslide from doing the people's will. Those judges weren't elected. This “balance of power” and “checks and balances” thing can go just so far.
That's why Utah's delegation to the U.S. House of Representatives—Blake Moore, Celeste Maloy, Mike Kennedy and Burgess Owens—voted for Donald Trump's “Big Beautiful Bill.” It contains this: “No court of the United States may use appropriated funds to enforce a contempt citation for failure to comply with an injunction or temporary restraining order if no security was given when the injunction or order was issued ...”
So if the “Big Beautiful Bill” passes the Senate, then it doesn't matter what the courts rule—President Trump can “Make America Great Again,” anyway he wants.
He can redirect congressionally-approved funding; he can shut down congressionally-approved agencies; he can fire everyone of those stinkin' deep-state bureaucrats who hate America. Judges can rule however they want, but it won't make one lick of difference—because if Trump and his minions don't follow the court's orders, there's not a damn thing they can do about it.
See, our Republican delegation—Moore, Maloy, Kennedy and Owens—get it. How are you going to have a Hungary-like autocracy if the judiciary is an equal branch of government and courts keep ruling that Trump's mandates are unconstitutional? It's a no-brainer.
Elon Musk—Let’s Get High and Wreck Stuff
Hey Wilson, did you know the guy in charge of government efficiency is a stoner? News Flash: Elon Musk takes ecstasy, magic mushrooms, Adderall and Ketamine. We are not making this up.
You and the guys in the band know as well as anybody how messed up you can get on a cocktail like that. Think of Elon Musk up on a stage, waving around a chainsaw. Think of Elon Musk ending a campaign speech with the Hitler salute.
At the time, people just thought he was a crazy genius—but no, he was stoned out of his gourd. The world's richest drug abuser gave candidate Trump $275 million for his campaign and, coincidentally, President Trump gave him sweeping power to do anything he wanted in the name of efficiency: the Department of Government Efficiency (DOGE)—aka, the Department of a Crazy Stoner with Chainsaw (DCSC).
Just when you think things can't get any weirder, the guy who is in charge of cutting funding for scientific research, Medicare, nutrition for poor kids, Social Security, the IRS and on and on is not only a whack job, but he's a stoned whack job.
This was hard to pin down, of course, because Musk was in the presence of Donald J. Trump, who is as predictable as a tornado. It looked like they had both sipped too much of the Kool-Aid.
Ever wonder why Musk had 15 children by four or five different women? He was quoted as saying that he is willing to give his sperm to anyone who wants a baby. Think, “efficiency.”
Top 9 Ways to Cash In on The Presidency
9. Open a back channel so your staff can suggest to the court of Qatari emir Tamim bin Hamad Al Thani that if the emir offered a $400 million 747 jet, the president would accept.
8. Sell gold “Never Surrender” high-top basketball shoes—$399.
7. Launch a cryptocurrency that investors can buy into if they want access to the president. Drop a hint to the United Arab Emirates they may want to buy in for $2 billion.
6. Hawk Trump signature “God Bless the USA" Bibles—$60.
5. Convince Jeff Bezos at Amazon to put up $40 million for a documentary on First Lady Melania Trump—$28 million will go right into Melania's pocket. People will love it.
4. Market Trump Victory silver gold watches—$499.
3. Make Donald Trump, Jr. open a private club in Washington, D.C., with memberships going for $500,000. Lobbyists, tech industry leaders and whoever else wants in with Trump may want to join.
2. Market Trump hoodies and tank tops that say: “Trump Was Sent By God.”
1. Get the emir of Qatar to help finance the Trump-branded beachside golf and luxury villa project in his country, worth $5.5 billion. And tell the emir that Trump likes his harem—a lot.
Postscript—That's a wrap for another Orwellian week here at Smart Bomb, where we keep track of imports so you don't have to. Wilson, did you know that we depend on Canada for live pigs? See, you learn something new every day.
We get a lot of cocoa beans from Ecuador. Who knew? We import a lot of rolled tobacco from Nicaragua. From the Philippines, we import a huge amount of coconut oil. We get 50% or our imported pianos from Japan. It's true.
All this stuff is going to cost more with Trump's tariffs. Did you know that we get almost all of our imported baby carriages from China?
The U.S. imports almost all of our vanilla from Madagascar. We get sheep and goat meat from Australia; tapioca from Taiwan; rubber apparel from Malaysia; vermouth from Italy. How much will all those imports cost next month? Who knows. “Make America Great Again.”
Here's something: On Wall Street, Trump is called the TACO president—an acronym for “Trump Always Chickens Out,” referring to his flip-flops on tariffs.
Here's something from our “dig deeper” file: Republican Sen. Joni Ernst of Iowa fended off criticism of Medicare cuts at a town hall. “Well, we are all going to die,” she said. The blowback was swift and far reaching. So, Ernst said: “I apologize, and I’m really, really glad that I did not have to bring up the subject of the tooth fairy as well.”
But she wasn't done: “For those that would like to see eternal and everlasting life, I encourage you to embrace my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ.” You can stop digging now, Joni.
Alright Wilson, let's figure out how to make some bucks. Got any high-top sneakers you want to sell? We could spray paint 'em gold ... never mind. How much money is enough—millions? Billions?
Normal people ask that question —rich people don't. There's never enough for people like Trump. So Wilson, wake up the guys in the band and take us outta here with a little something about the green stuff and greed:
The best things in life are free
But you can keep 'em for the birds and bees
Now give me money
That's what I want
That's what I want
That's what I want
Your loving gives me a thrill,
But your loving don't pay my bills
Now give me money
That's what I want
That's what I want
That's what I want
Money don't get everything it's true
What it don't get I can't use
Now give me money
That's what I want
That's what I want
That's what I want
Well, now give me money
Whole lot of money
Whoah yeah, I wanna be free
Oh, money
That's what I want, yeah
That's what I want
“Money That's What I Want”—Barrett Strong, popularized by The Beatles