There’s a lot going on this week, but the story that stands out most for me is Montana Republican Greg Gianforte being elected to the United States House of Representatives a day after witnesses watched him grab a reporter by the neck and throw him to the ground.

From Richard III:

I do the wrong, and first begin to brawl.
The secret mischiefs that I set abroach
I lay unto the grievous charge of others.

Shift around the letters, and it becomes:

The idiot congressman-elect’s sorry for a bad hate wrath.

But if he regrets rough fight violence, what is to be his action?

I am found where a fishing line bobs in the stream;
I am fronting a loan; I am launching a scheme;
In a festive parade, a display with a theme;
And a treat made with root beer and whipped or ice cream.

Who am I?

UPDATE: Riddle solved by Asher. See comments for answer.

The hits just keep on coming this week, but I suppose the top story is President Trump leaking classified information to the Russians in a meeting held in the Oval Office.

From Henry VI, Part Two:

This tongue hath parley’d unto foreign kings

Shift around the letters, and it becomes:

Russia got thy unhinged leak for nothing, pet.

I am flying the plane from my seat in the pit;
I’m the episode airing before they commit;
I’m an Oregon athlete; the light that stays lit;
And a test of a program to make sure it’s fit.

Who am I?

UPDATE: Riddle solved by Asher. See comments for answer.

From Richard III:

And is it thus? Repays he my deep service
With such contempt? Made I him king for this?

Shift around the letters, and it becomes:

Trump’s mad they think the timing which he fired Comey raises deep vast suspicion.

From Twelfth Night:

If this were played upon a stage now, I could condemn it as an improbable fiction.

Shift around the letters, and it becomes:

Idiocy politics: FBI bloop? A sentence for a laugh? A newsman detained?

Trump: “I won.”

I’m a pitch where the pitcher puts spin on the ball;
An adjustment control that spans None up to All;
I’m a phone with a keypad; a hamburger small;
And the Indians’ mascot who had a big fall.

Who am I?

UPDATE: Riddle solved by Scott Russell. See comments for answer.

President Trump says he “thought it would be easier.” Who knew?

From Henry IV, Part Two:

Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.

Shift around the letters, and it becomes:

He wants a recount. Yeah, weasel, it’s hard.

I am found in a Collins, martini, or sling;
I’m a game where you win with two sets and string;
I’m a hoisting mechanic; a trap with a spring;
I pull seeds out of cotton; and dance in a swing.

Who am I?

UPDATE: Riddle solved by Asher. See comments for answer.