The Trump cult, part religion, part side-show snake oil hawker, a dash of pointy hat wearing, a touch of internment camp playing to unfounded fears, a soupcon of inspiring downright insurrection, and a dash of Jim and Tammy Bakker-esque style gimmie yer $$$$ you disgusting plebs. Any privileged person with an axe to grind, a large amount of money to protect (I’m looking at you, various rappers who shall remain nameless), or else just an average American who was made to feel like they were at a Bruce Springsteen show and they were being lauded for their whiteness and blue collar down home apple pie and old glory superiority kick in the way that made them feel like superstars.
Yeah, I know I said I wasn’t going to think about Trump, but it strikes me that some people in this beautiful country are having trouble getting over their love affair with identity politics, and are left feeling bereft occasionally squawking buzzwords like some punk yelling gabba gabba hey at a Ramones gig as if they have a particularly virulent form of tourettes that takes a disturbing turn for the worse. I used to know a guy had a terrible problem getting past a conversation without yelling “fuck! Cunt! Whore!” We knew it was ‘just’ his Tourette’s and so eased conversation along, occasionally giggling inappropriately at the aptness of his exclamations. It must be so tiring. Thing is these stragglers on the Trump train are not incapable of stopping. They just don’t realize how out of time they are.
Out of touch, out of time, out of their minds, babbling about Communists, which appears to them to be anyone or anything they do not like. Broccoli? Has to be communist, disgusting stuff. You know what isn’t communist? Good old American beef steak. Masktards! Plandemic! They can’t stop themselves exclaiming while having tantrums in Costco and studiously lifting masks to cough at anyone they see whom they presume to be one of the enemy. Some funky virus as a built in weapon – a case for evolution if ever I saw one.
We have all moved on, but they never will. I know we aren’t meant to be shaming people, reunifying and all that jazz, but I miss the good old fashioned real Republicans of old. I think they need to take it back to Lincoln. Offer sensible realistic thinking, freedom of speech, and a real alternative that doesn’t look like cut price night at the bingo. Politics is meant to be serious. It isn’t meant to be parties (rallies) with balloons and working the crowd like it’s 1939 in Nuremburg. It isn’t meant to be dividing and conquering America. It isn’t meant to be gambling with the nation’s health and wellbeing. Sad! Sleepy Joe! Loser! Art of the Deal! Bing Bing Bing Bong Bong Bong! Chy-Nya! Fantastic! Great! To be frank, I am worried for them. The melt down is real, folks.
There is no deconditioning, I think eventually the whole thing will fizzle out into a mélange of embarrassment and criminal charges all around. Though I do think I might be able to help: I prescribe the playing of Out of Time daily on Fox news, alongside informercials that make it clear that the whole Q thing was a scam, and that we aren’t doing that shit anymore. The Lawyer for the Capitol storming idiots, Jacob Chansley (who if they had not been white none of them would have not been alive to be dragged through legal process, let’s face it. White privilege allowed them to storm the Capitol with barely a casualty), should be brought on as a regular pundit, and given free rein. No editing. The man looks like he has been pushed past any point of kindness and gentle talk. I half expect him to start working for the prosecution out of sheer moral outrage, poor bastard.
Trump Derangement Syndrome might well be a legitimate defense against insurrection charges, I’ll be interested to see what holds out – the desire to stay out of jail, or the need to maintain superiority through Trump in which they trust, come hydrochloroquinne or Communist invasion. If you see any of them fighting with the hapless Mr Chansley, while he tries keep them away from long stays in supermax, you know good sense has lost the plot. How does freedom suit em now? Where was the Don when his army answered the call and stormed democracy itself?
That isn’t to say I am a huge fan of Biden and Harris. The most I can say is they are not Donnie. I’ve come to the conclusion that all politicians are swine, just some are more swinish than others.
Don’t you miss the days when politicians were just caught with their pants down, or begging for campaign money from dubious sources? I guess the fun of thousands of people chanting your name like a mantra, supreme power, and control over the world’s resources was enough to attract one heck of a showman narcissist with enough neurolinguistic programming power to shame the scientologists and put the political and social fat into the fire. Time to smother the embers. I love this country, I want to see it rise from the hardships of the pandemic and cease to be the butt of international anger and jokes. I just hope brighter minds than me can see a way through.
It’s just the aftermath. Ask the Stones.