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How do you get fired from the Trump administration? Lateral moves instead of scalps in Trump 2.0 "You're fired" is the phrase that catapulted Donald Trump into the public imagination two decades ago – but it's something that he seems reticent to tell the people who work in his administration. [...] https://thespectator.com/newsletter/get-fired-trump-administration-cockburn-diary-05-02-2025/

*** Unanswered duplicate thread in another forum has been removed. *** --- You ask a good question. Nobody involved in the application can serve as interpreter -- so not you, and not the attorney if one is involved. The good news is that your cousin can serve, if she's at least 21 years of age and a U.S. citizen. If your cousin doesn't meet both criteria, go to https://www.startpage.com and search for "Chinese interpreters in Houston" to find many potential sources for help. (Edited to add: I presume that the language is Chinese; if not, substitute the correct one.) Let us know how you ultimately proceed, and definitely let us know the outcome of the interview.

Thrilling Sunday report, see man: Another spectacular day that we missed inside, Texas weather Many00 man. Unwillingly awoke Many (2+1) -- si man, Many (2+1) -- hours before the alarm, man. Tried to re-zzz and awoke 1 hour before the alarm, man. And no, we did not go to Walmart, no and shaddap Bro G man. Drank 2 coffees that did nothing, no and no man. Read Sunday newspaper, as though we comprehended any of it man. Went for siesta before noon, zzz we man. Awoke a bit better, finally man. Breakfast/lunch was 2 Costco hard-boiled eggs, ingest we man. Began up-cleaning left side of office floor, horrible man. Upon partial effort, we found the following, see man: -- another Manyzen plastic bags, man -- Many,000,000 scratchpads, legal pads, envelopes, labels, manila folders, and similar, man -- 2 mousepads, so that's where those things were man -- Many (2+1) wall electrical outlets, still usable man -- onebag of NIP rubber bands completely stuck together, man -- Many (2+2+1) NIP boxes* of Mexican candy that we cannot now ingest, hose A1c man *just Many (2+2+2) years old, too, man -- Many (2+2) NIP gently expired medicines, finally we man -- a NIP mattress-cover for full bed, already have one man -- an estimable amount of Many-year-old financial documents for shredding, duly shred we man -- our Rolodex, so that's where that thing was man -- 2 city telephone books from Many (2x2x2) years ago, recycle we man And we haven't even gotten to the cartons of Kleenex boxes, office supplies stacked all over them man. Miu has excitedly taken part in all the above proceedings, engaged interactive miu man. Din-din was onecan of beef stew, ingest we man. We left the casa for the first/only time, at sundown man. We took 2 tubs of office supplies, a bag thereof, and loose pieces thereof to ex-Mrs.-T-B., donate we man. We had Many (2+2) small items for Mini-B., give we to wee man man. Mini-B. still upset with us, painful for we man man. We will still let ex-Mrs.-T-B. keep him for "our" week and for her regular week, 2 more weeks man. We intend to have the casa in shape by that time, concerted exertion by we man man. Currently about to bake our one LL, late start we man. Must then dish the warsher, de-dish thereafter man. No plans for Monday beyond up-cleaning, no plan we man man. No party with the rubias tonight, no cavort we man. And that was/is our thrilling Sunday, report we man.

We said that we were ruthless, man! --- A man showed up at a talent agency with a dog that he claimed could talk, si man. "OK; let's hear what the dog can do, si man," said the dubious agent, si man. "What's the texture of sandpaper, huh man?" the man asked the dog, si man. "Ruff!" said the dog, si man. "What's on top of a house, huh man?" the man asked, si man. "Roof!" said the dog, si man. "And who's the greatest baseball player of all time, huh man?" the man asked, si man. "Ruth!" said the dog, si man. "GET OUT OF HERE!" said the agent, throwing them both out the door, bye man. The dog and the man looked at each other, see man. "Do you think I should've said 'DiMaggio,' huh man?" asked the dog, si man.

Impersonating NB! Reported!!!

"El Rwanda"? Actually, feminine ending would make it "La Rwanda."

To add to CC's excellent advice: Get multiple copies of your marriage certificate. You'll need them at some point.

Go back, re-read, and upvote all that you failed to upvote previously, Deee ma'am! Even the Blonde jokes.

Not necessarily a hoarder, no man. (The exception is office supplies, lifelong issue man.) More "buy stuff and never put it where it should go," si and no man. The very real risk is ending up with duplicates of stuff, giving the hoarding impression man. When we tackle the master-bath closet, we intend to be ruthless* in what we toss, si man. *as opposed to being ruthful, whatever that is man

Yeah, that photo was from several days ago, and it's been ripped to shreds by the observant.

This sounds great, at first blush -- far away, no garden spot (thus encouraging self-deportation), and probably very cheap for us and lucrative for Rwanda. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Trump Making Deal With Rwanda to Accept Deportees Evidently, we need more places to stash illegal alien criminals whose own countries won't take them back. In a somewhat unexpected development, the Trump administration is now in talks with the African nation of Rwanda to take some of these deportees. [...] Rwanda, we feel sure, would be an unpleasant destination for any such deportees; it's a fair bet that Rwandan prisons lack most of the, shall we say, amenities of American prisons. No libraries, no gyms, and no basketball courts - for starters. The administration has apparently approached several nations to discuss warehousing these bad actors. [...] https://redstate.com/wardclark/2025/05/03/trump-making-deal-with-rwanda-to-accept-deportees-n2188650

Sunday means it's time for our Official Weekly VAWA-Thread Joke: =========================================== FUNNY (?) ONES My neighbor gave me a new roof for free. Said it was on the house. I was kidnapped by mimes. They did unspeakable things to me. "Look -- a flock of cows!" "HERD of cows, Dad." "Of course I've heard of them -- there's a flock of them over there!" I used to work at a bank. A lady said, "Can you check my balance?" I pushed her and said, "Not good." Knock knock. Who's there? Car go. Car go who? No -- owl go who. Car go vroooom. Why do seagulls fly over the sea? If they flew over the bay, they'd be bagels. Where do you find a tortoise with no legs? Where you left it. "I've booked an appointment to see a doctor." "Which doctor?" "No, just a regular one." A man knocked on my door today, asking for donations for the local swimming pool. I gave him a glass of water. I renamed my toilet Jim instead of John. People will be impressed when I tell them I go to the Jim every morning. My kid is blaming me for ruining his birthday. That's ridiculous -- I didn't even know that it was today!

That sounds good. USCIS employees can be overly literal and send something back for one missing line-item that they could figure out themselves with a little effort, or whoever dealt with your file was really tired, or whatever. The delay is irritating, but you'll overcome this.

We've known about this for eons, man. More accurately, today is the day when you first learned that we already know about it, duh and man.

Sounds like an easy enough fix, if that's it. Follow Edward's advice above.

Thrilling Saturday non-GS report, see man: Absolutely spectacular weather, Texas weather Many00 man. However, we were indoors all afternoon, Clean for Gene we man. Lunch was Subway*, ingest we man. *WUOC + gift card, financially savvy we man A siesta was taken thereafter, zzz we man. Despite siesta-length potentially enabling festival-going, we turned practical, sigh man. We opted to continue up-cleaning the left side of our desk, highly necessary man. We underestimated the complexity of this activity, ouch man. We stuffed Many -- si man, Many -- scrap flat envelopes with recycling, staggering amount man. We shredded a small amount of stuff, shred we man. Among what we found, see man: -- an industrial-sized tape measure, quite dusty man -- 2 more flashlights, quite dusty man -- Many (2+2+1) Scotch Tape dispensers, so that's where they were man -- approximately Many Manyzen business cards from various people/places, must categorize we man -- quite a few postage stamps, serendipity man -- one Manyzen sheets of return-address labels, so that's where all of them were man -- Many (2+1) almost-ingested bags of pretzel rods, discard we man -- 2 NIP "Mr. Goodbar" candy, not supposed to but will ingest and hose our A1c we man -- thick layer of pretzel salt/crumbs, must up-clean we man -- a staggering amount of dust and miu-hair, must up-clean we man -- approx. one Manyzen (each) sticky-pads & notepads**, quite dusty man **now neatly stowed in a plastic tub dedicated for that purpose, organized we man When we finally conquer the desk, we shall attend to the floor, also intimidating man. However, we intuit that much of it is stray office-supplies, find a way to stow these we man. Much area is taken up by 2 cartons of Kleenex, unbox and stow in bathroom we man. There are also several books, shelve these we man. We figure that we will up-clean half the office floor and then vacuum that half, si man. We will then work on and vacuum the other half of the room, si man. This system has worked well in the past for us, remember we man. Even though we are inspired to tackle the master bathroom/bathroom closet next, our next project will be the downstairs, more public and too many stacks of papers there man. -- We must do the living-room sofa, clothes/papers there man. -- We must do the bar area, papers/supplies there man. -- We must do the kitchen floor, supplies/bags/cans/jars there man. -- We might have to empty the kitchen pantry to reorganize so that new stuff will fit, miu will jump in man. We cannot let our clean-officing go for another Many (2+2+1) or more years, no man. Din-din was onejar of gefilte fish***, ingest we man. ***bought recently on supermarket closeout, financially savvy we man Miu is sound asleep on our bed, zzz miu man. Obviously no party with the rubias tonight, obviously no cavort we man. And that was/is our thrilling Saturday, report we man.

You order us the t-shirt now regardless, si D ma'am. Bad cheap make-excusing Ontarklar! Bad, BAD cheap CHEAP make-excusing MAKE-EXCUSING Ontarklar! You quit with the P-Math transgressions and make Ontarklar order us that t-shirt NOW, si Bro G man. Bad transgressive non-order-t-shirting Bro G! Bad, BAD transgressive TRANSGRESSIVE non-order-t-shirting NON-ORDER-T-SHIRTING Bro G!

1. Flinging poo, see man 2. Being rejected by chicas, see man Many. Flinging more poo, see again man Many. , see man

Country is Honduras, correct?

This one is wonderful and has saved my bacon countless times. Wish I'd known of it many years before.

Then everybody here needs to pony up and buy us one, whee man! English and Spanish, please, si man.

Also: https://smallpdf.com

Well, if she's questioned further, she can add "...for the purpose of building evidence of a bona fide relationship for the I-130 that we plan to file after marrying in a few months." This is precisely why we're here. None of us did. You had the good taste to share your situation and questions with us. ==> Be SURE to return to let us know what happened.

Somebody here obviously needs a hobby, man.

Saturday GS report, see man: We hit all Many (2+1), diligent we man. The first and Many'rd were jokes, oh well man. The second (at a church) yielded the take, see man: -- 2" metal shoehorn, Xmas toilet paper, ruler, Many-pack of conditioner packs = $Many ($2+2+1), deal man Total = $Many ($2+2+1)