Jess Lahitou

A few weeks ago, I thought we might actually celebrate the end of the 2016 election.

Throughout this long and increasingly nightmarish primary season, an argument emerged from Republican candidates who were routinely getting their butts handed to them by Donald Trump.

It’s early 2008 in Iowa. Hillary Clinton had been leading in the early polls, but her numbers have been steadily dropping when she is suddenly – shockingly – bested by a young, almost unknown senator from Illinois.

You may find yourself wondering today, “Who is Steve Bannon?” Which as a fellow American, and just a human generally-speaking, I really wish were n

On November 4, just four wee days before America heads to the polls and votes for our next POTUS, Jay Z will hold a free concert in support of Secr

It's finally Friday, which means it's time to have a little fun.

This is the first time I’ve seen a sitting president “spin” a clear military defeat to save his own ego, and use a bereft and heartbroken wife in order to get away with it. Disgust is not the right word. Horror, maybe. Disbelief and revulsion crashing into each other.

This last Friday happened to be the inauguration of President Donald Trump.

Wayne Tracker. When I first came across this made-up alias, it didn’t speak to me like someone’s first and last name.

The Republican National Convention ended July 21. If you’re checking the calendar, that puts us at twelve days post-nomination wrap up for Donald J. Trump.

In that tiny window of time, DJT has managed to wreck any conceivable polls-bounce he might have gained from the star-spangled show of pretend Republican unity.