Arrr! Trump be sayin’ to the crew, “Drown that fancy press freedom parchment, mateys!” Har har, what a scallywag!
2024-11-21
Avast, matey! This here PRESS Act be like a treasure map for the scribblers, keepin' federal scallywags from plunderin' their scrolls! But alas, 'tis lookin' slimmer than a ship’s mast that this be settin' sail in the Senate 'fore the tide turns! Yarrr!
Avast, me hearties! Gather 'round and lend an ear to the tale of the PRESS Act, a mighty piece o' parchment meant to shield the scribes of the sea from the greedy clutches of federal scallywags! Aye, this fine act be layin' down the law to protect the records of our beloved reporters, makin' sure them clever wordsmiths can spin their yarns without fear of bein' boarded by the authorities!But hold yer horses, for it seems the winds be blowin' unfavorable! The Senate, that grand ol' ship of debate, be draggin' its feet like a landlubber at a barnacle party. Rumors be swirl in the salty air that our noble legislation might not set sail before the current session comes to a close. Aye, the seas be rough, and the horizon be murky, makin’ it less likely that this fine bill will find its way to the law books before the tide turns.