Frangela: The Final Word

Please enjoy this best of Idiot episode while Frangela are on vacation! This week in stupid, we are once again reminded that the bar is not low — it is subterranean, and people are still tripping over it. We kick things off with two Texas women who apparently watched one too many spy movies and decided the best way to smuggle contraband into a federal prison in Louisiana was with… a drone dressed...

Baby, pull up a chair and hydrate — while you still can — because this week we are diving into the global mess with the enthusiasm of two women who absolutely did not sign up for this nonsense. First up: the coming water catastrophe. Yes, apparently the planet is drying up like it’s trying to fit into last year’s jeans, and we’re all supposed to act normal. Spoiler: we do not act normal. Then we a...

We’re fired up today on The Final Word because we’re sitting down with the brilliant Dr. Amanda Sturgill, host of the podcast, Unspun — the show that teaches you how to stop falling for the lies, the spin, and the “alternative facts” folks keep trying to feed us. We’re talking fake news, real truth, and the tools you need to spot deception before it even hits your feed. Sharp, funny, and full of r...

This week on Something Ain’t Right , we are diving into the ocean, the family tree, and the digital streets — and baby, none of it is normal. First up: the Remora fish. This little underwater opportunist has decided that the best place to catch a ride is… inside a Manta Ray’s booty region. Yes. The booty. Nature said, “Public transit, but make it intimate.” And we are not okay. Then we shift gears...

Baby, this week on Something Ain’t Right , the universe is serving us a four‑course meal of foolishness, injustice, and infrastructure that has simply given up. And we are chewing every bite with our whole chest. We start with the Third Circuit Court of Appeals, where a three‑judge panel looked at a Philadelphia order telling the National Park Service to restore panels about the nine people George...

This week on The Final Word , we are holding onto our wigs, our snacks, and our last nerve as we break down the latest chapter in Trump’s Choose‑Your‑Own‑Disaster foreign policy. The U.S. and Iran have signed a memo— not a treaty, not an agreement, a memo —“of understanding” to end the war, reopen the Strait of Hormuz, and kick off 90 days of nuclear talks. We’re calling it what it is: a diplomati...

This week on Something Ain’t Right , we are forced—FORCED—to confront the scientific truth we always knew deep in our spirit: cats will help us only when the treat bag is already open and we are seconds from giving up. We love them, but let’s not pretend Whiskers is out here doing community service. We break down the research with the respect it deserves, which is to say: side‑eye and a laser poin...

This week, we are holding onto our wigs, wallets, and whatever’s left in our retirement accounts, because inflation just strutted past 4% for the first time in three years — and yes, it brought attitude. Meanwhile, wages are over here losing the race for the second straight month, huffing and puffing like they forgot their inhaler. And Trump? Baby, Trump looked straight into the camera and said, “...

This week on Something Ain’t Right , we are holding onto our wigs because the nonsense is coming at us from every direction. We kick things off with Aurora Phelps — a woman who defrauded, drugged, kidnapped, and murdered multiple men… and somehow still got labeled a white collar criminal. Baby, if that’s white collar, then we need to check the laundry settings because something got mixed in. Then...

This week on The Final Word , we are pouring ourselves a tall glass of “excuse me, WHAT now,” because Acting Attorney Tod Blanche swears Trump’s $1.8 billion Anti‑weaponization Fund is dead. But ummmmm… is it though? Because a Federal Judge just told Trump to haul himself into court and explain why his $10 billion lawsuit against the IRS looks less like justice and more like a slushy fund for his...

This week on Something Ain’t Right , we roll up our sleeves, take a deep breath, and dive straight into the bubbling cauldron of chaos that is President Trump’s latest move — extending his crackdown on trans healthcare into adulthood. Because apparently the man woke up one morning and said, “You know who needs less freedom? Adults.” Then we ask the question nobody in the GOP seems prepared to answ...

This week on The Final Word , we are fired up, caffeinated, and spiritually prepared to unpack the latest chapter in Trump-world chaos — because apparently reality has decided to cosplay as satire and won’t break character. We kick things off with Trump announcing, “I don’t care about the midterms,” which is exactly what you want to hear from a man whose job is… checks notes… governing. And he’s n...

Alright babies, gather ‘round, because this week on Something Ain’t Right we are pouring ourselves a tall glass of “excuse me, WHAT now?” and sipping it slow. First up, France — yes, France — is out here making moves. President Macron has cracked the door open on reparations for slavery, and we’re over here blinking like, “Did Europe just lap the United States on moral clarity. . . again?” Because...

This week on The Final Word , we are pouring ourselves a tall glass of “you’ve GOT to be kidding me” and diving straight into Trump‑world, where logic goes to die and imaginary friends apparently file joint tax returns. We kick things off with Trump’s Justice Department expanding his IRS settlement to include a provision ending all tax audits of him, his family, his affiliated individuals, his bes...

We roll into this week already clutching our pearls, our coffee, and our emotional support snacks because whew , the universe is doing the absolute most. First up, we unpack the “deeply uncomfortable” poetry reading delivered by Republican Representative Chuck Edwards —a man who apparently woke up one day and said, “You know what’ll fix these sexual‑harassment allegations? Performance art.” Spoile...

is week feels like it was organized by a committee of sleep‑deprived raccoons. Senate Republicans have now blocked a resolution to stop Krump’s escalating conflict with Iran for the seventh time — because apparently the eighth time is when democracy magically kicks in. Meanwhile, the Senate has confirmed Kevin Warsh, a man widely described as a probable sock puppet, to run the Federal Reserve. Yes...

Baby, on this week’s Something Ain’t Right, we are sixteen months deep into the Trump administration’s very special, very targeted “Let’s See How Much Harm We Can Do to Black Folks Before Lunch” initiative — and trust us, the math is mathing in the worst possible way. We’re talking policies so blatant, so hostile, so proudly anti‑Black that even common sense packed a bag and left the country. Then...

This week on  The Final Word , we are holding onto our wigs, our pearls, and our last functioning nerve as America once again reminds us she is not well. We start in Virginia, where the FBI decided to raid the office of Sen. L. Louise Lucas — yes, the same Louise Lucas who helped lead the state’s redistricting plan. Then apparently the Bureau needed a break from hovering over Black elected officia...

Oh, we have  stories . And honey, not a single one of them is okay. First up — Louisiana. Republican Governor Jeff Landry signed legislation eliminating an elected office specifically because a Black Democrat won it. Not reassigning it. Not reforming it.  Erasing it.  Because apparently in Louisiana, democracy is only valid when it produces the right results — and by "right," they mean whi...

Family… we woke up this week and the Supreme Court said, “What if we took the Voting Rights Act and treated it like leftover takeout — you know, the kind you forget in the back of the fridge until it becomes a science project.” They didn’t just weaken it. They shredded it like it was an Iran nuclear deal and they were late for a bonfire. And the minute that ruling hit the ground, Republicans in se...

This week on  Something Ain’t Right , we showed up to the White House Correspondents’ Dinner expecting rubber chicken and recycled jokes, not live ammunition. But baby, apparently America said, “What if the red carpet had  gunfire ?” And then Trump — never one to miss an opportunity to make tragedy tacky — pops up to declare that the shooting proves we need a brand‑new White House Ballroom. Becaus...

This week we are  not  pretending anything makes sense. We kick things off with Virginia voters approving a temporary congressional map redo. The new map could give Democrats up to four extra seats, we’re just saying: when the math starts mathing, we notice. Then we take a scenic detour to the Strait of Hormuz, which remains basically closed even though Trump keeps insisting there’s a “ceasefire.”...

Oh honey… today? Today we are swimming in the deep end of the messy pool, and the lifeguard has gone home. First up, Kaitlyn Jenner comes running to us —  running  — because she cannot get her passport fixed. And why? Because Trump’s State Department won’t put “female” on her passport. And why? Because Trump signed that executive order saying government IDs have to list your gender “at conception....

This week on  The Final Word , the crazy gets even crazier and we are asking the only question that matters: has Trump ever met someone from Chicago before? Trump and Vance thought they could intimidate a Chicago Pope. Adorable. Meanwhile, over in the Senate, Republicans blocked the same Democratic resolution for the  fourth  time — yes, fourth, as in “we’ve seen this episode already” — that would...

This week on  Something Ain’t Right , we are clutching our pearls, our wigs, and our emergency snacks because apparently we now live in a world where some Republicans are alarmed that teen pregnancies are down. Yes, you heard us. DOWN. And somehow that’s… bad? We’re still trying to do the math on that one, and the math is refusing to participate. Then we turn to the deeply disturbing and infuriati...