I’ve told this story before. After the inauguration we watched Pompeo’s Senate confirmation vote for CIA director. It took forever for some reason. We literally sat for hours but my husband was geeking out and wanted to see the vote so we stayed.

Hours later we see these doddering old fools come out for the vote, many looking really frail and elderly. We were not supposed to talk at all in the gallery. My husband leans in and whispers, “Do you smell that?” Alcohol!” They were all lit, drinking away while they waited for the vote. So drunk that the smell of alcohol wafted up to to the galleries.