Bottom line: if you want an election that isn't hacked:

Paper ballots.  Count by hand immediately after the close of voting that night in plain view with observers from each party. Immediately scan each ballot and burn to a read-only device and store all with an impeccable chain of custody.

Now Sen. Mark Warner (D-VA) has told USA Today that American intelligence services have found evidence of Russian attacks against U.S. elections systems that are much broader than those revealed in the NSA's report this week

"Emotional support/therapy animal" certification is easily bought online and unfortunately, airline staff are not allowed to question its validity for fear of discrimination.

Just before Pruitt was interviewed, the panel including Scarborough had spent the better part of an hour declaring his Cheetoness without clothes and certifiably nuts.

Scarborough was leading the charge on the nuttiness charge....

I was initially a big fan of the original "Twin Peaks" 27 years ago, but I remember how tedious it had gotten by its second season. Perhaps Lynch's visions work better within the confines of a two-hour movie every few years, rather than as a weekly TV series by which he risks becoming his own parody.

Does that make any sense? I'll admit that I'm not as big a David Lynch fan as you appear to be, because he's always been very hit-and-miss with me. I absolutely despised -- actually, no, I hated -- "Eraserhead," and found "Dune" to be nothing but a big-budget mess.

But I also consider "The Elephant Man," "Blue Velvet" and "Mulholland Drive" to be brilliantly conceived and exquisite filmmaking of the very highest caliber. So there's absolutely no question in my mind that Lynch is -- and still can be -- very good at what he does. I mean, when he nails it, he really NAILS it and after the experience you're just, like, "Wow."

Back in the day Laura Palmer reminded me of my next door neighbor when I was in high school.  A beautiful, mysterious young woman who would later die from a drug overdose.  They seemed like the perfect family until I found about about the drugs and sexual abuse.  

I assumed there would be others.

It turned out to be just the two of us, seated at a small oval table in the center of the Green Room. Two Navy stewards waited on us, only entering the room to serve food and drinks.

The President began by asking me whether I wanted to stay on as FBI Director, which I found strange because he had already told me twice in earlier conversations that he hoped I would stay, and I had assured him that I intended to. He said that lots of people wanted my job and, given the abuse I had taken during the previous year, he would understand if I wanted to walk away.

My instincts told me that the one-on-one setting, and the pretense that this was our first discussion about my position, meant the dinner was, at least in part, an effort to have me ask for my job and create some sort of patronage relationship. That concerned me greatly, given the FBI's traditionally independent status in the executive branch.

I replied that I loved my work and intended to stay and serve out my ten-year term as Director. And then, because the set-up made me uneasy, I added that I was not "reliable" in the way politicians use that word, but he could always count on me to tell him the truth. I added that I was not on anybody's side politically and could not be counted on in the traditional political sense, a stance I said was in his best interest as the President.

A few moments later, the President said, "I need loyalty, I expect loyalty." I didn't move, speak, or change my facial expression in any way during the awkward silence that followed. We simply looked at each other in silence. The conversation then moved on, but he returned to the subject near the end of our dinner.