What’s It Gonna Be?

The Supreme Court ain’t so supreme, of late.

Maybe it has always benefited from a certain undeserved mystique- its members aren’t gods, after all, just human beings tasked with important work. Justices over the years have produced many landmark decisions seemingly based on a sincere and fair treatment of testimony and applicable law, even charting new ground from time to time, especially when it comes to human rights and bodily autonomy.

Lately, though, there seems to be some backsliding. More suspicion, more doubt, more finger pointing in the direction of a hand-picked conservative majority on a mission to, oh, I don’t know, tighten things up, bring us back to a “better” place that pleases straight, white Christians everywhere.

In the midst of the Trump mess, the court seems to not want to stick its neck out and abide by the 14th Amendment provision of forbidding insurrectionists from running for office. Though he hasn’t been accused yet, many know what Trump did and who and what he really is, and how dangerous he has become.

So maybe it comes down to how closely the court adheres to the letter of the law, along with its efforts to reel in the temptation to react to certain public sentiment, and to what many are seeing with their own eyes: Trump running roughshod over, and even making a mockery of certain norms that have long served as guardrails.

Sometimes it looks like nothing can be done to make him go away.

Good riddance

Epstein

Will there ever be a precipitating factor, a bridge too far? Seems we should have encountered that by now, don’t you think?

The overarching issue is what the Heritage Foundation and Stephen Miller and Russell Vought and JD Vance and the rest envision for this country, but first things first.

Everything since Donald Trump and his trophy wife descended the escalator in 2015 has been gasoline poured on a fire. And now we wait and see if it isn’t too late to do anything about it.

This isn’t really about any one of the myriad stupid, shocking things we see and hear every day from Trump or someone in the administration. Ultimately, it’s about the rotten-to-the-core idiot roughly half the country voted into office. Twice.

Strip away all the mind-numbing streams of consciousness, all the draconian Executive Orders and defunding and verbal attacks and bridge burning and distractions, the ballroom construction—complete with bunker—and FIFA Peace Prize and an appropriated Nobel Peace Prize and a reflecting pool disaster and a “gorgeous” helipad and all the rest. What we’re left with is the walking, talking narcissistic ego monster and disaster of a human being who sits at the seat of power.

By all means, vote as if Donald Trump is on the ballot, and then tell him and the rest who apparently still think he’s a good idea to walk east ’til their hats float.

Or tell ’em all to fuck off. That might be more cathartic.

Epstein

Pleasant Surprise

Daily writing prompt
What’s the most underrated movie you’ve ever watched?

I haven’t watched a ton of movies, and what one person thinks is good, another person might think, “meh.” Anyway, we recently watched Mr. Church, with Eddie Murphy and Natascha McElhone, among others. I believe it was released in 2016. We hadn’t heard of it but decided to give it a watch a couple weeks ago. I’m glad we did. A sweet, touching story.

Devil-eyed Sociopath

Throw us a bone, right? Just in time to make Donald Trump look like a Boy Wonder, a dealmaker par excellence? Release a political prisoner two weeks before the midterms, interject the possibility of peace talks—sans Zelenskyy—two weeks before the midterms, and so on…

The mind-numbing thing is that it might work among the 30-percenters who think Donald is a prophet sent from God. But for the rest of us? We’ve long tired of Vladimir Putin and his bloody trip down memory lane, using his own people as ammunition and Trump as his whipping boy, living in some Soviet-era dream world that would turn back the clocks and simply make him happy.

Where do people like Putin come from? He is an anachronistic boil on the world’s ass.

Couple Things

Daily writing prompt
What’s something you’ve done that you never thought you could?

I’ve never had the urge to climb Everest or run a marathon. My goals in life have been modest, by most standards. Travel-wise, I never thought I’d have a chance to see Jerusalem and spend time exploring Israel, and that happened in 2013.

On a more personal level, in my mid-20s I wondered if I’d ever marry and make a life with someone. That’s happened, too, and she’s a saint.

Ostrich-like

There are times when I feel as though the only headlines that matter are the ones pertaining to what Trump and his band of misfits are up to. The rest of the stuff seems a bit irrelevant, but I guess we need the appearance of normalcy, of life moving along as it should, despite what we see and hear from inside the beltway or as we go through a day of grocery shopping or filling the gas tank or hoping that our insurance covers a drug the doctor has prescribed, or that a blockheaded invasion of Iran doesn’t precipitate WWIII.

At some point, if the Heritage Foundation and Russell Vought and JD Vance and the rest are allowed to keep going, we’ll be looking back at these current days when we worry about the cost of gasoline and ICE agents behaving like Gestapo as some sort of halcyon time compared with what’s coming if we don’t vote these people out and keep them out.

Of course, this nightmare doesn’t go away if Democrats take both House and Senate. It doesn’t go away if Trump were to step aside or suddenly buy the farm– there are people worse than Trump waiting in the wings. But a blue wave in November might give us a footing to start undoing what has been mindlessly and traitorously done since January 2017.

Whatever it takes…

I’m beginning to see why George Carlin and others could take such a dim view of the right to vote. I can’t remember an election where we’ve heard so much about the importance of getting to the polls and casting that ballot. And it’s largely because I’ve become aware of the level of deception among candidates on any side of the aisle.

Whether D, R or I, they all claim to be going off to Washington to—single-handedly, apparently—get things done. They speak and make promises as if it’s going to be easy to check off items on their laundry list, starting on Day 1.

Huh?

How can any of them be so transparently ridiculous? Do they not understand that we understand the difficulty in passing a piece of legislation, any legislation? Well, except maybe for something like declaring the first Tuesday of every month The First Tuesday of Every Month. They might get that done without too much stonewalling and pork.

We’ll vote, because it’s the least we can do and it’ll make us feel better. But surely we must realize that what we’re hearing now, ahead of the election on November 3, is just one (likely empty) promise after another, uttered in hopes of securing that precious vote.

Wow

It makes sense for Republicans to hold off on all the draconian measures until after the midterms, though I’m not sure why such a delay even matters.

We already know their intentions, that they ensured certain guidelines and measures wouldn’t be implemented in the BBB until after November 3. We already know who they are and that they have no heart, no great urge to care about anyone but themselves.

So they’ll just postpone the inevitable in case it gives them a bump at the ballot box? They’re not even trying anymore.

There are only two reasons anyone would still vote for Republicans: either because the stock market is still producing results for them, or they have no problem with the racism and ineptitude and false bravado and all those draconian measures about to hit the fan, some under the guise of “fiscal sanity.”

Forget about the treasonous buddy-buddy stuff with Russia and China, as Ukraine gets abandoned. Forget about the over-matched leadership at HHS and everywhere else. Forget about the general air of ugliness and bad attitude that’s pervasive among the entire Trump administration.

It’s the liberal commie Democrats we must worry about—you know, the ones who are arguing for basic benefits and lower prices and sensible foreign policy and awareness of need. Such awful stuff.

The Slog Continues

They are so completely in over their heads. Embarrassingly incompetent. They may have motivations, they may even have some semblance of a plan, but that would only be to the extent that it allows them to avoid culpability.

The Trump administration goes on the offensive in Iran but now faces a resultant widening conflict they have no idea how to stop. Trump is so desperate that he’ll cut deals with Putin and probably Xi, he’ll compromise whatever values remain and consider traitorous options to cover his own ass.

Republican prospects after November 3 are looking dicey, to say the least, so we best be on guard for all the rotten things yet to be rolled out as either distraction or roadblock.

Two More Weeks…

It makes me furious, but at the same time hopeful that enough of us won’t buy the emotional manipulation, the intentionally over-the-top, purposely dark political ads leading up to November 3.

The airwaves are saturated with low blows and accusatory drivel, painting opponents as evil, using foreboding music, grainy black and white footage. And the intent? To, as one source puts it, bypass logical scrutiny in favor of immediate visceral reactions.

It seems lazy and craven to me. Even if it has proven effective in the past, I’m hoping that this time around, people recognize it for what it is: cheap, uncreative drama aimed straight at an unexamined reaction.

Don’t Bring Me Down

Daily writing prompt
If you could go back in time and give your younger self advice, what would it be?

I’ve covered most everything I could think to say in previous responses to this prompt, except maybe an exhortation to hold onto whatever optimism you can muster when unduly loud voices try to make you think there is no place for virtue or ideals in this world; that you aren’t mistaken or a pollyanna for taking the high road and believing that good people exist and some of them are in public service and there is at least a spark in them that fires a desire to do good and right things.

And to hell with that relative handful of wildly rich, self-interested naysayers and skeptics who have little faith in humanity, who choose to never rise above the petty jealousies and dark world views and deprived childhoods and tired thinking that clouds their vision and perpetuates division and pecking orders.

There are things no one can take away from us, among them being self-respect and a capacity for envisioning a better future, and maybe an evolved take on what it means to be given life and breath.