Trust Issues

Daily writing prompt
What is the biggest challenge you will face in the next six months?

It’s hard to know for sure, but maybe to carry on as if I’m not bothered by what I see going on in the world; to carry on as if I have faith in humanity.

I know that’s dark, but lately– and for a while now— it’s been top of mind. I want to believe that we can acknowledge and learn from the past, be motivated by altruism and kindness on a global scale, but I suspect I will be challenged in fully embracing such optimism.

Sorry. I’d love nothing more than to be pleasantly surprised.

Mind Games

Someone in Canada has created a new song, based loosely on whatever the tune is that includes the words, “From the halls of Montezuma…” And Canada has tongue-in-cheek declared the U.S. its 11th province. I love it. Good for them. Turnabout is fair play.

But also, what a shame, and waste of time and effort, because they’re playing right into Donald Trump’s hand. I find it hard to believe he has any intention of trying to make Canada the 51st state. He says shit to rile people up and see what he can get away with, to distract from the serious things going on elsewhere, like in Washington and just about every federal agency and institution.

Trump is a deluded troller, an annoyance, a buzzing mosquito, an earworm, a child who has treated the Presidency the same way he’s treated everything else in his life— as a conquest to be cast aside, but not before it is drained of everything it can give him. That he was elected to return to the White House for a second term is one of the most unbelievable and shameful events in this country’s history.

He’s an unserious sham of a human being, playing fast and loose with peoples’ lives. He’s infected with the same poisonous thinking that has claimed other of his heroes—Putin, Orban and the rest. They all take a dim view of the people they “serve.” We’re all just plebes and subjects to them, not human beings with dreams and aspirations and self-awareness and much better brains. And parents who loved us.

So, you go, Canada. And Greenland. And take heart, Gaza, and Panama and western Europe… Just know that, like us here in America, you’re all being played. You’re just the latest targets, pieces in Trump’s dumb and dangerous games. Don’t let him get in your heads. And look around for things he’s trying to get you not to notice.

20/20

Daily writing prompt
What advice would you give to your teenage self?

First off, I’d teach my teenage self to feel a pang of sympathy for the upperclassmen who pushed me into lockers between classes, since they may have already reached the zenith of their lifelong influence and notoriety.

As great an experience as college was, I might tell myself to look into a trade– maybe electrician– and forego the four years of higher education that was part and parcel of post-high school planning at the time. Maybe I would have gone to Vo-Tech, so I could study meteorology, if that was something offered. Maybe I would have ended up in college anyway, but better focused and more purposeful.

I’d tell myself to pay closer attention to and take to heart anyone who said to study hard, pay attention to the classes I take and whatever curriculum options might have been available at the time. I’d take my finances seriously! Maybe I would have studied the stock market more closely, learned how to invest and take calculated risks, buy some land as an investment, develop a certain financial acumen.

I would have insisted on guitar lessons. I’d have focused more intently on physical fitness, to the point of developing some lifelong habits. I’d have eaten better. I’d have listened more closely to the stories my elders were telling. I’d have told myself to learn as many words as possible, and how to use them to make a point and convey meaning.

Knowing what I know now, I’d tell myself to take certain things and people more seriously, to appreciate them in real time. I was a bit aimless, and still am.

Isolationist Screed

How dare JD Vance lecture the Europeans. He was speaking words without a full appreciation for diplomacy or history, with a skewed view of who the oppressors are. He was vomiting the playbook, the wordspeak of idealogues like Vought and Yarvin.

They’re all playing with fire, and of course will be perfectly fine with leaving it to others to extinguish the flames, clean up their messes, and find antidotes for their poisonous rhetoric.

A Convenient Catch-all

Daily writing prompt
What bores you?

People who complain about being bored– as if an ability to sustain one’s focus on one thing at a time is somehow messed up, and it’s up to the world and other people to feed them with constant variety and excitement.

And the 24-hour news cycle, with its insipid babbling and filling of airtime with raised voices and contrived drama. It both bores and agitates me, so I don’t watch much anymore.

I think the word “bored” itself bores me sometimes, and generally gets under my skin.

Price of eggs, eh?

I feel the need for a palate cleanser right now, but to ignore what’s happening in the country seems somehow irresponsible. Bad feelings abound, regarding our near future. Patel was confirmed, the rest are up to who knows what, our foreign policy is in the hands of isolationists and children and unwitting warmongers, we’re alienating our allies, and a foreigner, an immigrant and non-citizen—a poster child for the height of irony and hypocrisy—is in charge of “trimming” budgets.

Everything is being so blatantly mishandled that one can’t be blamed for feeling overwhelmed and really angry, like soon the states will be on their own because there will be no rational, responsible federal governance left to turn to. Congress is being marginalized, seemingly on the verge of irrelevance; the judiciary will hand down decisions, and Trump and the rest will likely ignore them.

Holy shit. We’re moving beyond just circling the drain. Is the dust ever gonna settle? Is all of this purely in the name of saving money?

This is advanced bridge burning, in progress. Chaos, just the way Bannon and Vought and the rest drew it up.

Zero Hour

It’s probably time we all worked together. The name calling on both sides needs to cease. The focus must become Donald Trump and the cast of disciples and punks who think they’re running the show. Deception, delusion, lying, selfish intent, conflicts of interest, a frightening vision, and grave incompetence are our common enemies now.

We’re gonna get no help from an entrenched or paralyzed Congress.

Some, hopefully many more at this point, are understanding who Donald Trump is and what he’s always wanted: power, attention, self-enrichment, and revenge. Not exactly the aspirations one might have in mind for the Leader of the Free World.

He’s not here to tend to capable governance or address real issues affecting us all. It has become painfully clear that The Donald is merely an inept puppet, and that in decline. He’s an unserious man, motivated by greed and winning at all costs, surrounded by impostors and flunkies and evil masterminds. He’s an artist who dabbles in chaos and bullshit, a pathetic bully who’s never been qualified for the high office he now holds for the second time.

Imagine someone so bereft of compassion and a sense of humor and humility. Someone so willing to compromise the ideals of this great and unique American experiment. Someone so fully empty.

It’s not difficult to imagine, when one daily gets an eye- and earful of a person for whom everything has a price tag, and is reduced to a transaction.

We have seen the enemy, and it is not us. This is our kairos moment, our moment in time when it would behoove us all to realize that enough is enough. Donald Trump is no one’s savior. He’s just a scared little man who thinks Vlad is an upstanding guy.

Humor and Meds

Daily writing prompt
Who are your favorite people to be around?

My wife and family, more specifically our kids and their kids, and spouses; my two brothers, with whom we Zoom every week and plan an annual get-together for golf and fishing; other family in New England; some cousins I grew up with, and a roommate from college. Laughter is often a theme, along with reminiscing and the latest medical updates.

It’s a small circle, for the most part.

Idle No Longer

And there it is. Once again, a reminder that the Trump machine depended on the gullibility of the base to propel him to the White House.

Trump was gonna work on lowering prices and stop the flow of fentanyl into the country… This is what prompted voters to put their eggs in the Trump basket again. Trouble is, this tact was pure vapor, pure sham, pure deception. The bastard even hinted as much before the election, when he admitted that bringing prices down was harder than he thought.

But now he’s back, having been successful once again at pulling the wool over millions of Americans, who, for some indecipherable reason, thought having Trump and all his baggage back in office would be a great thing.

They likely ignored all the coverage of Project 2025, because Fox News soft-peddled it and chalked it up to being just more hokum from the reactionary, bleeding heart, pants-on-fire Democrats.

Maybe it’s time we all come together and offer up a gigantic NO! to this maniac, and King Elon.

They really do need to go.