I believe I am. A familiar, age-old story– against a brother-in-law I considered a friend. It’s colored my perception of things for almost 30 years. Sad, I know. I thought maybe it was water under the bridge, but now I’m not so sure. Again.
Author: tallthinman72
Hastening the End
It’s no surprise that a judge lambasted Trump’s solo effort at instituting legislation through Executive Order. Donald long ago decided that a judicious use of the power would not be for him. Or maybe Russell Vought and Stephen Miller and others decided for him.
Trump has abused the privilege, thinking that every matter is under his jurisdiction, just willy-nilly denying funds, stopping research, assuming chairmanship of the Kennedy Center, trying to kill green energy while aiding and abetting his fossil fuel buddies, sending troops to places that don’t need them, handing down mindless edicts that distract, edicts that enrich his enablers while jeopardizing the well-being of people who voted for him but who otherwise don’t matter.
He’s been playing games all along, testing limits. Pushback must commence and never let up. This’ll drive him crazy.
He’s always been a pretender, an impostor. It’s way past time to expose this needy, worthless fake, and his hate-fueled, ridiculously long-lasting ruse.
A Few Time Zones
Daily writing prompt
Share a story about the furthest you’ve ever traveled from home.
About twelve years ago, I made a trip to Israel, with a small group of pilgrims and seekers, which, according to AI, is about 5500 miles, as the crow flies, from where I lived at the time. We flew from Boston to Frankfurt, Germany, then from there to Tel Aviv, where we took a shuttle to Jerusalem. I used the same airports on the way back. One day early on, I called my wife from a coffee shop in the Christian Quarter, Old City, at around 2pm, and she had just gotten up at around 7am, starting her day in southeastern PA.
Dream On
Modest but functional ranch, well insulated, metal roof. Four bedrooms, 2 1/2 baths. One main level, with a finished basement, including entertainment room with large screen 8k TV, top-of-the-line sound system, strong wifi connectivity; separate sewing and embroidery room with all necessary equipment and storage space. Detached garage/workshop; maybe 2 acres of land, mostly open, tastefully and functionally landscaped, with a bit of woods. Flat, though properly drained, and above the effects of any flood plain. Solar power generation, passive solar, and geothermal heating/cooling. Spacious kitchen, able to accomodate food prep and gatherings of family and friends. Sunken living room, baby grand piano, gas fireplace, space for 14 at a large dining table. Back patio and pergola, opening to a spacious lawn with a good mix of sun and shade.
Other than that, just a roof over our heads.
Can’t Wait
So, what will this week bring? The first casualties? The first deaths in the streets?
I know—I’m such a ray of sunshine. But who among us hasn’t at least gone there once or twice, to that place where we resign ourselves to the fact that confrontations are inevitable? Trump’s motives are as obvious as the empty-eyed stare on Stephen Miller’s face.
Troops aren’t needed in Chicago or Boston or anywhere else. They’re only needed in the mind of Trump and others who just can’t handle the possibility of losses in the next election, or any subsequent elections. Elections are anathema to the movement, they don’t fit with the “vision,” such as it is.
It will be interesting to see what happens if Trump sends troops to Chicago. JB Pritzker will be challenged to walk the walk. If he’s as much of a boss as previous public figures in Illinois, maybe he’s got an ace up his sleeve. Maybe law enforcement will back him, which may cause one to worry about the above confrontations.
Kinda makes one wonder what’s going through the minds of the troops being assigned. Might they be muttering, at least to themselves, “This is bullshit”?
Floodgates
The tears start welling up at certain points in a song or classical piece, in certain scenes in TV shows or movies, like that whole scene in The Sixth Sense where Cole finally shares his secret with his Mom; when something is so funny that the eyes start watering and the nose is running.
In general, those moments when I’m feeling particularly fortunate and blessed by knowing and having certain people in my life– my wife, our kids and grandkids, other family and friends.
Constant Practice
I read, and listen and react to what’s being said and what’s happening in the world. This is an outlet, a means of connection, and an opportunity to receive a bit of feedback regarding my take on things. It is a discipline, of sorts, in which I engage– in hopes of refining a craft and simply expressing myself.
Ooh, More Sparkly Glitter
He’s deprived. Glittering gold in the Oval Office, gaudy frills everywhere. And now his puppy dog, eager-to-please press secretary announces that he’s done enough to deserve one more piece of bling: the Nobel Peace Prize. There would be no more dissonant an occurrence than Trump receiving the Nobel Peace Prize, but you can bet he and his lackies are “reaching out” to the people with connections.
The people around him are so subservient, they’ve got their heads buried so far up his ass that no stone will be left unturned. It may just happen. And it would be among the biggest, most farcical misappropriations in the history of the awards. Maybe at the top of that list.
No matter to Donald, though, because all he’s ever wanted is to rub it in Barack’s face.
Good Choice
He did the right thing. Various media were playing it up like Keegan Bradley deserved to play, that he had an agonizing decision to make because he had the right to pick himself to play as well as captain the Ryder Cup team. I’m glad he decided not to do that. It would have been a bit selfish, to say the least, and of course it would have left someone off who could have had the experience of making the team if not for another large ego.
But that didn’t happen. Instead, he showed restraint, and took the high road. It turned out to be not nearly as agonizing as various pundits were making it seem. I hope things go well for him and the team. And I hope the event is unmarred by stupid fans.
Just Bursting With Pride
Every day, the news gets worse. Gavin Newsom, according to some, is already jockeying for position in 2028. Others feel he’s reacting to the moment, getting under Trump’s skin, which can be both a great thing and also potential trouble for the agitator—because you know accusations in some form are coming, or there will be more troops arriving in Californians’ back yards.
It’s great, isn’t it, to watch day after day as our elected leaders sink to the lowest common denominator and make fools of themselves, investing time and energy in frivolous pursuits while funding streams dry up and genuine challenges get ignored?
It’s unforgiveable, Donald. Your day of reckoning has to be coming.
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