This is the best sentence in the history of ever: pic.twitter.com/cEjT3dry0k
— JacquieB (@jacquieresists) September 16, 2017
Perfect metaphor. Just need to identify the gadget that started the process. Twitter?
Not the Trump nonsense. That will go on and on I’m sure until he’s done enough damage to the world and himself to get booted from power. If he doesn’t end up behind bars where he should be, I have confidence that his reputation and that of the enabling Republican party will be in tatters. Just a matter of hopefully not too much time.
No. What I’m sick of is reality sticking it in my face that I’m getting older. Since learning of my wife’s BC a little over a year or so ago, I’ve had one health scare after another, most of which turned out to be greatly exaggerated and overwrought in my imagination. Once you know cancer intimately it seems every ache and pain must be stage 4 of something. I felt I was on to the pattern when the latest came up – a little odd-looking bump on my nose. My wife commented a couple of times that I should have it checked out and I finally relented and went to the dermatologist for it. As I walked in to the waiting room I felt a little ashamed of making this big of a deal of it. I expected him to say I was fine and healthy and dismiss me to deal with people with real problems.
After a quick look at the harmless little mole or wart or whatever I was quite startled to hear him say, “this appears to be skin cancer so better get this biopsied.” Two days later the confirmation came. Basal skin carcinoma. The best cancer to get, apparently, easily treatable and not a threat to survival in any way. Still, for the next day and a half I felt about a hundred years old and spiraling rapidly down to an early grave. After the past year of way too many doctor’s appointments, minor and not so minor procedures and examinations, and the baseless fears I’d encountered, being told I really had cancer just felt like the last straw. For the rest of the following day – yesterday – I was an emotional mess.
Just woke up from a dream in which I was interviewing for a very cool job with a tech startup and was presenting my qualifications and ambitious plans for the position. I can’t remember anything about the job except that I felt ready to take it on and excel. Apparently there’s a little more fight left in the old subconscious after all. Instead of moping all day and reloading web pages to see if Trump’s been impeached yet maybe I’ll start taking on that web course in React Native I’ve been putting off, then maybe take a long bike ride and work on a few new songs.
This little biological bump on the road isn’t the last straw. There will be many straws to come, and one of them will do me in some day, but there is an awful lot of unfinished business to take on right now. Enough of this shit.
My only quibble would be with the first sentence. The rest is a beautiful summary of the atrocity that has befallen us.
For the record, I don’t hate Donald Trump the person. I hate Donald Trump the president.
I wish I didn’t. But I do. Here’s why:
He’s a pathological liar, according to Republican Ted Cruz.
He’s a fake, a fraud, and a con-man, according to Republican Mitt Romney.
He convinced 81 percent of white evangelical Christian voters to throw Jesus under the bus to vote for a man who bragged about grabbing women “by the pussy.”
He fired the acting Attorney General in a Monday Night Massacre because she determined that the president’s executive order on immigration was constitutionally indefensible.
He’s created an environment in which a southern white man can shut down a northeastern white woman while she’s reading from the floor of the Senate the cautionary words of a heroic southern black woman about a southern white man, Jefferson Beauregard Sessions, who was deemed too racist to be a federal judge in 1986.
He disrespects duly-appointed, Senate-confirmed federal magistrates: “so-called judges.”
He’s offended our friends and allies, treating the Mexican and Australian governments in much the same way he’s treated John McCain and Megyn Kelly and a disabled reporter and Hillary Clinton and Ted Cruz and the Gold Star Khan Family and Jeb Bush and Marco Rubio and Rosie O’Donnell.
He hasn’t, as far as we know, paid federal income taxes in years, bragging that it’s smart on his part — meaning it’s dumb on our part to do so, thereby undermining citizen investment in shared governance. Nor has he released federal tax returns, as other presidential candidates have for the last 40 years.
His wife in New York City, his weekly trips to Mar-a-Lago, and his gallivanting children are costing us a fortune.
He’s sloppy with national security. Proof: Michael Flynn.
He’s given us a Secretary of Education who was born into and married into a billionaire family, has never attended a public school or taught in a public school, never taken out a student loan or applied for a Pell Grant, or even much supported our public schools.
He nominated a labor secretary (now withdrawn) who took advantage of an undocumented worker, pays his fast-food employees a shitty wage, and wants to replace humans with robots because they don’t take vacation days.
He’s put together an administration of the wealthy, by the wealthy, and for the wealthy.
He’s not kept his campaign promise to release documents and even hold a press conference to prove that the third Mrs. Trump never worked in the US illegally. (We know she lied about having a college degree and — knowingly or not — plagiarized part of Michelle Obama’s DNC speech.)
He said he’d negotiate lower drug prices from pharmaceutical companies. Now he says he won’t — but will give big pharma tax breaks and lift certain regulations on their industry.
He turned the nomination of a Supreme Court justice into the finale of a prime-time reality-show.
He knows little about the history of the United States, about our constitutional system, or about our institutions of government.
He has left millions of Americans who acquired health insurance via the ACA worried sick that this great benefit will be stripped from them.
His closest advisers have added to the chaos of the first weeks of the new administration: Kellyanne Conway and her universe of “alternative facts” — like the Bowling Green Massacre; Steve Bannon, who wants to play war with our military; Stephen Miller, who yells at the American people that the president’s views “will not be questioned!”; and Sean Spicer, period.
He uses Twitter to harangue and berate and demean individuals and journalists and companies that question his infallibility.
He’s rattled and incoherent, unfit and unqualified and unstable.
He uses fear and anxiety to bring out the worst impulses that lurk just beneath the surface to pimp for votes and deepen the crevasse between his America and the rest of us.
He has not drained the swamp, as he promised. It’s deeper. It’s wider. It’s even more dangerous.
The Russians. The Russians. The Russians.
Conservative Republicans would have crucified our former philosopher-president, Barack Obama, for behavior that even resembled that of our schoolyard bully president, Donald Trump. Where is their outrage now? President Turmp is not making America great again. He’s making America ugly again. But Republicans, who created this president in their laboratory of anger and resentment, will use President Trump as long as he’ll sign his John Hancock to their legislation.
He’s my tenth president. I’ve appreciated or admired something about all of them. Until now.
—Rodney Wilson teaches political science.
“He will never be my president because he doesn’t read books, can’t write more than a sentence or two at a time, has no strong loyalties beyond himself, is more insular than any New Yorker I ever knew, and because I don’t see anything admirable or honorable about him. This sets him apart from other politicians. The disaffected white blue-collar workers elected a Fifth Avenue tycoon to rescue them from the elitists — fine, I get that — but they could’ve chosen a better tycoon. One who served in the military or attends church or reads history, loves opera, sails a boat — something — anything — raises llamas, plays the oboe, runs a 5K race now and then, has close friends from childhood. I look at him and there’s nothing there.”
Then there’s this:
Somebody not right in the head you know?
Prime Minister Muhammad Nawaz Sharif called President-elect USA Donald Trump and felicitated him on his victory. President Trump said Prime Minister Nawaz Sharif you have a very good reputation. You are a terrific guy. You are doing amazing work which is visible in every way. I am looking forward to see you soon. As I am talking to you Prime Minister, I feel I am talking to a person I have known for long. Your country is amazing with tremendous opportunities. Pakistanis are one of the most intelligent people. I am ready and willing to play any role that you want me to play to address and find solutions to the outstanding problems. It will be an honor and I will personally do it. Feel free to call me any time even before 20th January that is before I assume my office.
On being invited to visit Pakistan by the Prime Minister, Mr. Trump said that he would love to come to a fantastic country, fantastic place of fantastic people. Please convey to the Pakistani people that they are amazing and all Pakistanis I have known are exceptional people, said Mr. Donald Trump.
I have a feeling they tried really hard to make him sound intelligent.
This is Ian Bremmer again. He just gave the keynote speech today at the APEC (Asia Pacific Economic Cooperation) Summit in Peru – substituting for Obama who cancelled late. I don’t do Facebook so have no idea how to embed this but clicking on the picture should take you to the video.
Mr. Bremmer is cautiously optimistic about a Trump presidency in some ways, but is my no means a supporter. He’s an economic and geopolitical realist with a lot of knowledge of how the world works and quite strong opinions about where it’s heading. He thinks the main difference with Trump is that he will blow off multilateralism and try to engage unilaterally with the players on the world stage. This might actually work in some cases – but for who is the question. It’s worth watching to the end but it is a lot to digest. His response to the last question was the most fascinating to me. He likened what just happened in America to the perspective of a Palestinian with a rock. After seeing all the powers that be talking about peace talks for decades, the frustration mounts to the point that you just want to pick up a rock and throw it at someone. He claims that’s what 60 million Americans just did. He says that they voted as an act of defiance to what was not working for them economically under Obama. It will be necessary for Trump to satisfy them in some way, and if his efforts fail, he will likely take us on a path more along the lines of the “Dark Days Coming” essay posted before this one.
…or can even imagine.
Having studied authoritarian states for over a decade, I would never exaggerate the severity of the threat we now face. But an American kleptocracy is exactly where president-elect Trump and his backers are taking us. That’s why I have a favor to ask you, my fellow Americans.
One of the scariest essays I’ve ever read. Hard to believe we’ve reached such a point.