Yep, there must be a conjunction that the horoscope didn't report:
The Constellation Ignoramus is in the Seventh House of the Moon, so we may call this Teh Stoopid Rising.
Thud the First: The looney Kimmy is at it again, sort of declaring war, nuclear war, on the USA. What Teh Stoopid Norky apparently doesn't realize is that he is ALREADY at war with the USA. Way back in 1953, when I was playing sandlot baseball with my first mitt, a Rawlings Al Kaline, we ended the Korean War with an Armistice, not a Treaty. We're still under the terms of that armistice, and still technically at a state of war. One B-2 Spirit with a belly full of nuke AGM-86s ends this war. Might be as easy as a B-2 Spirit with a single Small Diameter Bomb detonating on the pillow next to Kimmy in his bed.
Thud the Second: Goes to State Rep Mitch Greenlick (D-33), Oregon. He's a white guy, but has made a political career of being a race pimp, creating a Diversity in Sports Hiring Law for Oregon a few years back, and steamrolling it through the Legislature. The Oregon Ducks just replaced Head Football Coach Chip Kelly, now coaching the Philadelphia Eagles, with Offensive Coordinator Mark Helfrich. Both are white. Someone put the bug in Greenlick's ear that Da Rulz had not been followed, and no person of color had been interviewed before hiring Da White Guy. If Greenlick had paid attention to the local sports press, he would have gotten all these facts, but he decided to shoot off his face anyway, and when caught short on his accusation, he doubled down on Teh Stoopid and bitched that the SPIRIT of the "Diversity" law was not being followed, apparently because a person of color wasn't hired. The law, of course, does NOT mandate hiring people of color, it is only there to see that they are given a chance at the slots that come up. Now Greenlick has to re-double down by holding a Star Chamber hearing on this boneheaded "spirit of the Law" crap. Of course, what he really wants to do is be appointed Diversity Potentate/Caliph for Oregon. Perfect Celestial Alignment of Teh Stoopid. Letter to the Editor sent.
Thud Da Toid: What can I say, it's a toss-up between outgoing Secretary of State Hildebeeste and incoming S.O.S.-Nominee John Effing Kerry. Hillary got ground up, chewed up and spit out by Sen. Rand Paul yesterday, and today, J Effing Kerry got a John McCain blow job. Perfect alignment of McCain's dripping chin with Kerry's belt buckle. GOPes rolled over on the Swift Boat Liar. One can only hope that the Liar will soon embarass himself badly enough to be consigned to the dustbin of history, or maybe better, he will invent his own foreign policy and completely screw up Obama's.
Thud the Fourth: Rocks and Shoals edition. Yep, as long as men go down to the sea in warships, some of them will have to suffer bad navigation/ship-handling, and will wind up on the shoals. Happened here. Ship had just left Subic Bay. Do you suppose all the quarterdeck crew were sober? Pretty cheap drunk in Olongapo...worse news is that the shoal is a world-recognized endangered reef.
Thud the Fifth: We don't have many Thuds in the Art World, but what good can happen to the Paris Ballet Corps now that their Chef de la Danse is a chap named Millepied? That translates directly to "1,000 feet"...(H/T to the RivrSis, my Art Correspondent).
Ah, well. Time and the stars march on, so soon this alignment of Teh Stoopid will be over. Maybe I should go back to bed and wait it out. Fighting off Teh Stoopid Rays is giving me a headache, anyway.