“I came, I saw… and no one noticed!”
For all his Trump-hunting frenzy, for all his appearances on nightly cable nooze, eyes bulging out of their sockets, Adam Schiff still couldn’t manage to become famous.
Proof of his immovable inconsequentiality was proved by a Jeopardy episode in which not one of the contestants could identify him by his picture. Sorry, Charlie.
He’s Not Famous, After All
What are we to make of this? Throughout 2018-19, who got more face time than Adam S***? And when it’s time to play Jeopardy, he isn’t even worth a guess?
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These are supposed to be Smart People winning big bucks on one of America’s longest-running game shows, Jeopardy.
But here’s a question that stumped all three panelists (https://www.tvinsider.com/1096163/jeopardy-the-lords-prayer-triple-stumper-suresh-krishnan-wins/). Let’s see if you can do any better. All you have to do is fill in the blank.
“Our Father which art in heaven, ______ be thy name.”
Nope–stumped all three of ’em. An email comment: “It’s ‘hallowed,’ you heathens!”
What can we say? Our country wasn’t like this when I was young. A lot of bad people (and stupid people, too) did a lot of bad things to make us as we are today.
Turn us, O Lord… please turn us.
So they’re playing Jeopardy on TV last night, the category is “U.S. House of Representatives” (https://www.rt.com/usa/478389-schiff-jeopardy-impeachment-hero/), and this guy’s picture comes up.
And none of the contestants–even though they know he has something to do with the House of Reprehensibles–can tell you who it is!
Maybe you can do better. We’ll even make it multiple choice.
This is a picture of:
A. Bela Lugosi’s love child
B. A giant cockroach
C. A multiple bank robber wanted by the FBI
D. Someone with an unfortunate disease
E. House Chief Trump-Hunter Adam Schiff (D-CA)
No one on the Jeopardy panel knew who it was. No one even took a wild guess. (“Mr. Potato Head?”) Crikey, the guy’s led every anti-Trump witch-hunt for the past three years, the nooze media think he’s a god, his eyes pop out of your TV screen every night–and nobody can identify him?
Maybe they ought to put his picture on a milk carton.
Nah. It’d make the milk go bad.
It takes this cockatiel a minute or two to find his muse, but then he breaks into a Star Wars tune, followed by his masterful rendition of the Jeopardy theme. The bunny discreetly withdraws, missing the best part of the concert.
God put a lot more into animals than we ever thought.