Bye Bye, Blabbermouth

Back to the Arkansas Hillbillies…

Among all the news releases this week, one caught my attention. It seems that Sarah Huckabee Sanders has decided “enough is enough; ah’m goin’ home to be near my sweet ol’ pappy.”

The ostensible reason for Sanders’ departure through the ever-revolving door of employment in the Trump White House is that she “wanted to spend more time with her kids.”

Trotting out this tired old trope of a long-overdue family reunification is what guilty politicians and other public figures do when they need to get out of Dodge — real fast.

Sanders has been the Trump voicebox longer than Sean Spicer or anyone else holding a similar position during the two and a half years of Trump’s administration. The sizable amount of prevaricating pablum she’s fed us has only been outweighed by the raw tonnage of steer manure through which we’ve had to wade at the hands of none other than Donald J. Trump in his daily Tweet-a-thons and so-called press briefings just before he departs for one or another of his resorts.

One of the interesting things about Sanders’ doing her job is….she didn’t. Normally, a press secretary/director of communications would conduct regular briefings to the press. Topics would be written up in a press release, distributed to newspapers, magazines, radio, and TV, and reporters…