If there were to be a Pantheon of Grifters , a name that would be on it surely (I know: “Quit calling me Shirley”) is former Secretary of the Interior Ryan Zinke, Zinke distinguished hisself with the usual imperial activities of that administration: used his office to steer sweetheart deals on gubmint-owned land in Montana to his buddies, used gubmint planes for personal trips, forced his staff at Interior to run personal errands for him, and travelled far and wee to shake-down donations. All of these actives are patently illegal. And then Haliburton bought him a beer. Well, actually a brewery, and believe it or not, he didn’t share any of the cream off the top to moisten TFG’s beak and he was shown the door.
Prior to his stint grifting in the 4th Reich, he was the lone Representative from Montana.
Anyway, you might have heard that Montana just got a second Congressional District due to the wildly, sloppily run census and even though the map is not yet drawn, Zinke —the would-be Beer Baron of Whitefish— has already filed the paperwork to run for that office.
Now, we’re not saying that Zinke is a lock on the new seat, but unsurprisingly the GQP is linking up behind him, and so far no Democrats are in the race. But come-on, DNC: with that track record, it would be shooting a whitefish is a barrel. You got this, find a candidate.