The “acting” Secretary of the Navy falls on his letter opener in sheer remorse (stop, stop, you’re killing me!)—OK, because the optics angered the short-fingered vulgarian.

The asshole flew all the way to Guam to deliver this, ah, ill-considered rant to the crew of the USS Roosevelt. It didn’t go over well: audience response begins at the two-minute mark.

These really are, as Pierce is fond of observing, the fucking mole people.

cordially,

“In my day, this guy would have gone missing at sea.”

A younger sibling spent a couple of years in his youth on an aircraft carrier. He relates that members of the crew always died in the course of deployment. Some, you know, may have gone “missing at sea.” You didn’t want to get yourself widely disliked by your fellows. Modly should probably not spend much time at sea going forward.

cordially,