I resent the fact that there’s so much material to work with now that Trump is back in office. I prefer to focus on other things but often find myself trying to make sense of the latest headline news regarding something he said, or another insane policy decision, or Executive Order he signed.
I guess something to remember about Trump is that he’s merely the front man. He’s the visible, in-your-face reminder that there’s something bigger and even uglier going on around him. The people at the Heritage Foundation, people like Stephen Miller and other bottom feeders, are the real movers and shakers in this race to ignominy and ruin. They’re trying to command a whole nation to shit itself, to give up, to turn its back on the rule of law because that’s too hard and inconvenient.
And they found a malleable, delusional empty soul with a permanent chip on his shoulder to do their dirty work.
If I seem preoccupied and moody and cynical, it’s mainly because this assault on the America that could be truly beautiful is heartbreaking, rage-inducing, and taking its toll.
It’s becoming tragically clear that humans can’t have nice things. We’re just animals with a somewhat evolved brain.