It is, sadly, time to talk about Nancy Pelosi. If this doesn’t get me thrown in solitary for eight months, I don’t know what will. I think I might like it, though.

She is so close to the Oval Office she can practically taste it. The icing on the cake would be shoving the cake in Donald Trump’s face.

All she has to do is show that Biden is incompetent, and Kamala is ineligible. Not dificult. First woman president!

I say go for it, Nancy. There is a Clintonesque barrier (i.e., the two people ahead of you are not dead yet), but you have to pass that to see what’s in it.

Her family has had questionable morals. Morals are not for everyone. Nor are bans on hair-styling.

She owns a vineyard. Coincidentally, on Martha’s Vineyard, she was dis-invited from Obama’s superspreader birthday party. But she has her own party, and she didn’t get that by being Ms. Nice Guy. Her own daughter warned that she could cut your head off before you knew it. Nancy also said she preys for Donald Trump every day. I believe her.

Thousands, or millions, of people die in drunk-driving accidents each year, or each day, leaving her vineyard, or would if it was owned by Donald Trump.

In a famous news clip, when asked if the Individual Mandate for Obamacare was legal (the Supreme Court ruled it was not), her response was “Are you serious? Are you serious?”

The question was. That giant gavel, though, was not.