If It Smells Like A Rat…

Slick talking…

It’s all you need to have in your arsenal to be a politician. That’s of course a rash over-simplification, and I don’t want to demean or undervalue the intelligence and motives and idealism of many members of Congress and those who have occupied the Executive Branch. But in general, just know what to say and how and when to say it.

Not everyone gets the hang of this, and occasionally somebody with a twelve-word vocabulary and a penchant for self-indulgence and hyperbole—not to mention lying—slips through and has a chance to take the folly to a whole different level and do some damage. Like right now, for instance, and for the last nine years or so.

It’s not just Trump. There’s a whole cavalcade of misfits and loudmouths and people who say they love America but have a weird and dubious way of saying and showing it. I probably sound like one myself as I attempt to explain how we’ve arrived at a moment in our history when a total incompetent gets to compete for POTUS for the third time in a row, and this time after being accused, tried on, and convicted of 34 felonies.

It’s way past time for MAGA fanatics to admit that Trump was never a fresh face, nor an apolitical “force” who could come in and shake things up. He’s shaken things up, alright, but in an unironically dark Chauncey Gardiner sort of way.

I’ve often felt that the stakes aren’t as high as most media outlets and pundits make it sound. But why would anyone want to press their luck and take a chance with Trump and the collection of string-pullers who seem to be trying to take America in a direction a majority of us don’t want to go? 

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