Political discourse in this country, of late—well, really since Trump landed in a heap on our doorstep—might be characterized as rough around the edges, lacking in substance.
OK… uncivil and immature, pants-on-fire, loud, accusatory, rapid-fire mindlessness.
I guess other nations have had worse moments, but ours has been one long slog since Trump made his grand entrance back in 2015. Think about that moment—DJT and Melania descending as if from on high, coming to earth to grace our presence and cure our ills. What a huge record scratch, a choreographed joke.
Fast forward to the present and what we see is a 78-year-old tyrant toddler who has lost his grip on reality. He’s got zero business being included in the conversation for POTUS, yet he’s still here. Still fucking here! We have to let it play out and try not to panic, play the long game, do whatever we can to throw our own share of sand in the gears of the Republican plan to grease the skids for Stop the Steal 2.0.
Planting election deniers on local election boards, compounding the lies, telling us we’re not seeing what we’re seeing, implementing Project 2025– it’s all in the service of a grotesque, medieval government takeover, and another round of delays and lawsuits and misdirection. And trying to keep the 78-year-old dictator wannabe out of jail.
It’s as if they’ve already lost, without even minimal effort at hammering out a legitimate platform. For Trump and the co-opted Republican party, it’s never been about capable governance. It’s simply about leverage, and a power grab.
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