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The worst kind of grief exploitation, fear-mongering and oh yeah, plagiarism at the RNC. And Jon Stewart makes a triumphant return to late night.

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So, so, so many thoughts to share after the first two nights of the KKK rally Republican National Convention in Cleveland.

I mean, just … wow. As awful as I thought it was going to be, it was worse. I swear to God, Ben Carson and Chris Christie on Tuesday were thisclose to saying Hillary Clinton should be dragged to Salem and burned at the stake as a witch.

Full disclosure: Tuesday night I was out at my annual Yankees game trip with my wife and father-in-law, so mostly I only followed it on Twitter (but I saw the Christie/Carson highlights and threw up in my mouth a bit.)

But that’s OK, Monday night I was tuned in, riveted and horrified for the whole three hours-plus spectacle.

— First of all, nothing was more disgusting and distasteful than the politicization of family grief. It was ALL over the stage Monday night, and the worst offender was Pat Smith, whose son tragically died in the Benghazi attack (maybe you’ve heard of it?). She stood up and blamed Hillary Clinton personally for her son’s death. As if the Democratic nominee had a hand in killing him. So we had, from the stage of the national convention of one of the two major political parties in America, accusations that the nominee of the other party was responsible for murder.

Going out on a limb here, but as we’ve said so many times during this campaign, that’s never happened before. It’s absolutely, positively disgusting and immoral, what Ms. Smith said, and as we know I’m far, far from a Hillary Clinton defender.

— What’s almost as amazing as what Smith said is that, while she was saying it, Donald Trump called in to Fox News for a live interview, stepping on his own convention coverage! The man’s pathological need to constantly be on TV is really quite something. I mean seriously, he should be studied in psychology textbooks for decades.

— Scott Baio and Antonio Sabato, Jr. were both tapped to give speeches, and I’ll never be able to watch “Charles in Charge” again without crying.

They were both horrendous (Sabato later said he was absolutely sure Obama is a Muslim, so I’m glad we cleared that up), but I honestly wondered where the hell was Kirk Cameron? He was a MUCH bigger star than Baio in the 1980s, he’s certifiably wing-nut crazy, and they had plenty of time to let him talk.

Mike Seaver got screwed, folks. I blame his sister.

— The plagiarism thing with Melania Trump’s speech became a huge deal Tuesday, and justifiably so. Lifting entire passages from Michelle Obama’s 2008 speech is hilarious, and sad, and I honestly have no idea whether Melania wrote the speech and thought no one would notice, a vengeful Trump campaign speechwriter inserted the passage as a mean shot at Melania (my wife’s theory), or this is just incredible negligence.

What I do know is my fellow Blue Hen and Twitter must-follow, Frankie the Goat (I’m guessing that’s not his real name) had the two best Tweets of the night on the controversy.

— Another highlight of Monday: GOP Congressman Steve King saying that white people have been the only group responsible for the progress of Western Civilization.

Said King: “I’d ask you to go back through history and figure out: Where are these contributions that have been made by these other categories of people that you’re talking about? Where did any other sub-group of people contribute more to civilization?”

I can’t make this shit up.

— Rudy Giuliani. My goodness, what a trainwreck. New Yorkers of my generation and older may remember that back in the early 1990s, Rudy was actually considered a moderate, almost a real Democrat. Now he’s so far out there I think Pat Buchanan was saying to himself last night “Man, that guy’s nuts.”

**Watched some of Paul Ryan’s speech, calling for civility and decency and coming together. Then saw Chris Christie give one of the most vicious and hateful speeches in convention history, followed by the completely nuts Ben Carson comparing Hillary Clinton to Lucifer. In prime time, on national TV.

I mean… what the fuck has happened to the Republican party?

— Facts have no bearing at this convention. None, whatsoever. Crime is lower than it has been in decades. The economy is humming along, unemployment is below five percent, but if you listened to the first two nights of speeches, you’d think we were on the verge of collapse as a society.

And we’ve got two (count ’em, TWO) more nights to go.

**Finally today, the best thing that happened Monday night wasn’t that Giuliani finally left the stage, or that wingnut GOP Senator Joni Ernst was bumped past 11 p.m. It was the wonderfully welcome return of Jon Stewart to late-night TV.

He was on a sketch with old buddy Stephen Colbert on “The Late Show” live episode after the convention, and it was great. It was only four minutes, but it made me miss Stewart all the more (shouldn’t he be doing some of those HBO shorts we heard about by now?)

The circus comes to Cleveland this week, starring master clown Trump. A baby acts out the entire “Rocky II” training montage, hilariously. And P.K. Subban a Nashville hero already

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Let me start today’s blog with a question: Is there anything that could happen at the Republican National Convention this week in Cleveland that would truly surprise you?

I mean, honestly, what would make your jaw drop? Donald J. Trump announcing that this has all been a ruse, a reality show, and he doesn’t really want to be President? I wouldn’t be stunned.

A group of old-school Republicans from back in the day storming the podium and asking “Seriously? You actually want THIS man representing the party in this election? This clown who doesn’t know shit about anything, insults everyone and everything in his path, and can be trusted as much as three-card-monte player in Times Square?

Or how about a scenario in which new vice-presidential nominee Mike Pence, who was barely mentioned by Donald Trump in the bizarre introductory press conference on Saturday, is tackled by Chris Christie and Newt Gingrich on stage, with each of them saying they deserve to be VP instead, and not leaving until Trump changes his mind?

None of that would stun me. Folks, Scott freaking Baio is speaking this week, and if he gets on stage and says “Hey, Charles is BACK in charge!” and puts his name into nomination, I’d barely bat an eye.

Honestly, I have no idea what’s going to happen. This whole Republican primary season has been one shitshow after another, and the weekend’s “events,” with the vulgar, talking yam (That’s Charlie Pierce’s beautiful name for the Donald) using his intro of Pence on Saturday as a yet another masturbatory exercise in self-love, and Sunday night on “60 Minutes” barely letting Pence get a word in edge-wise (sparking the fantastic Photoshop someone on Twitter did, above).

It is now, and will forever be a stain on our country, that this man was actually nominated by one of our two major parties.  I am still 95 percent confident he will lose, and he might just go up in flames this week.

It’s a disgrace that he has fooled so many millions. But this week should be damn entertaining. Pass the popcorn and the Junior Mints, please…

**Next up today, this made me laugh harder each time I watched it, and I watched it three times in a row.

Two-year-old Charlie Magilavy of Ohio has become obsessed with the awesome training montage near the end of “Rocky II” (for my money, the best montage in ANY Rocky movie ever), so much so that the toddler acts out, along with Rocky, every move of the montage.

I absolutely thought this video was fake, until I read this story about it. My boy is almost 2, and there’s no way he could pull this off (partly because he’s not allowed to watch TV or movies yet).

Bravo, Charlie. Bravo. Now if we could just find a 2-year-old to play Apollo Creed…

**Finally today, I was going to write a few hundred words about the awful killing of three policemen in Baton Rouge, Sunday. But quite honestly, there’s been so much awful news lately that I just didn’t have it in me, not after having a wonderful day with my family.

So happily, I found out that old blog favorite and hockey superstar P.K. Subban had done something cool already in his new home city of Nashville. Subban, just stupidly traded from the Montreal Canadiens, went to legendary bar Tootsie’s in Nashville and belted out an adequate rendition of the classic Johnny Cash song “Folsom Prison Blues.”

This guy is so much damn fun. You know how huge he’d be if he came to my Rangers and entertained in the big city? (Dare to dream.)