Al Franken

I was born in 1951 and grew up in a two-bedroom, one-bath rambler in St. Louis Park, a suburb of Minneapolis. My Dad never graduated high school and worked as a printing salesman. My mom was a real estate agent.

While campaigning in Ohio this past weekend, Trump told his crowd, “Now, if I don’t get elected, it’s gonna be a bloodbath. That’s going to be the least of it. It’s going to be a bloodbath for the country.”

Can the same man have both “photographic recall” and also appear to be a “well-meaning, elderly man with a poor memory?” 

The House Republicans’ desperate attempt to impeach President Biden hit (fool’s) gold when FBI informant Alexander Smirnov told the FBI that…

The Supreme Court voted unanimously today in a Colorado case that states cannot leave Donald Trump off the ballot in November.

It’s the last day of the month, and I bet you’ve gotten one or two (or 30) fundraising emails that insult your intelligence. I hate most of the fundraising emails that I get, by the way.