Trump Times Entry 105 – Indifferent Identity Politics

Indifferent Identity Politics

February 21, 2017mefront2

Astonishingly, as America worries through her one-hundred-fifth day of occupation, the Trump populist continues to present as the victim. And while post victory martyrdom can be tricky, they seem to have it covered

Their grievances are many and include such atrocities as: they are forced to listen to anti-Trump whining, they feel hated just because some of them are Nazis, they won so they should get their way and, a favorite of mine, enough with the identity politics.

Now, when Trump supporters argue identity politics, I don’t think they’re talking about the academic generalized case. Since, all voters can be identified in some way – white, female, practicing Arkleseizure followers, whatever – identity politics potentially includes everyone. But Trump followers aren’t really all that into inclusion.

No, they’re talking about minorities who have recently politically identified. What I hear is a begrudging willingness to tolerate some (backs, Hispanics, well behaved gays), but not others like Muslims, trans-sexual and those who make them uncomfortable in the public restroom.

First off, I need to object to the word tolerate. When I go camping I tolerate, mosquitoes as part of the experience. My tolerance comes from a position of power, I could kill them and sometimes do. No person is entitled to simply tolerate another. It’s an inappropriate exercise of power.

Second, identity politics (as they define them) would not exist if there were no need. The discrimination against Muslims, much like against the Jews not that long ago, clearly identifies a need for political power. Perhaps the real concern is, again, power.

Finally, here we go again with Americans insisting bathroom customs trump all other considerations. (pun intended) Good fucking grief! In a country where sex is used to sell everything from cheeseburgers to cars, in a land where the media is flowing with ads for feminine hygiene products, adult diapers and instant erection pills, where the president has a taste for the unusual in the bedroom – we sure are squeamish about the potty place. I have no idea what this is about.

The republic feels the government should stay out of the restrooms, except to clean them.

In Peace and Justice

Trump Times Entry 104 – Defending the Lie Word

Defending the Lie Word

February 20, 20177ff71655db06b517f24b7c9be46d27e5

I don’t buy it – this whole notion that there’s some important subtle nuanced difference between a spoken falsehood, alt-fact or voiced untruth and the shorter clearer word – lie. Right, I’ve heard the “It’s not a lie unless the liar knows he’s lying” rule – but, please, that’s an obvious attempt to shift burden of proof to the unprovable. After all, how can we know what a complex sensitive guy like the Donald really thinks? He might believe every word he spouts – in which case, he never lies. Gak!

Nevertheless, our ever-tepid media continue to use longer, more complex, less focused synonyms for this innocent little word. And I doubt the substitution’s done to color the tone or balance the rhythm of our reading experience. No, this is discrimination – they don’t include it because they think it’s ugly. Well, that’s bullshit – it’s time for the word lie to step out of the water closet and shine like a gold platted toilet.  (I know, mixed metaphor penalty – 5 points)

Sure, if they start using the word lie, the headlines and news summaries will rapidly become riddled with phrases like “Trump Lies About”, “Trump Lied again” and “Liar Trump lied again today” and, hence, will be even more boring to read than usual. But, it’ll be worth it.

Remember, we’re trying to reach the 30 to 40 percent of the population who voted for the Donald. So far, they have resisted self-interest, common logic and sex scandals as reasons to dump Trump. Their resilience can only be attributed to the effectiveness of the repetitive conditioning they received through FOX News, Russ Limbaugh and alike. We need a counter-conditioning strategy.

Perhaps repeating “Trump lies” hundreds of times a day on the news over the next few years may reach some of them and help. I know, it’ll be painful for everyone, might not work, but hope springs eternal.

After one-hundred four long days, the republic could use a quick, Trump specific, solution, but lacking that, slowly building resistance, over time, is required.

In Peace and Justice,

Trump Times Entry 103 – Fake Idol Worship

Fake Idol Worship

February 19, 2017try3

Yesterday, the Donald took us back to a happier time when he treated a crowd of 9000 to a nostalgic pre-election classic Trump rally. The attendance, of course, was historic – nearly double the size of the last Ted Nugent concert. And the internet speculates he only had to pay about half the crowd to show up.

Payed supporters? Really? Isn’t that the kind of thing Republicans accuse the Dems of doing?

Well yes, it is. But, Republicans get to do anything they charge the Democrats with. It’s only fair!

Yeah, I know, it’s probably impossible to prove whether any specific attendee is a real Trump believer or just there for the fast cash and cheap meth. But, in at least one case, circumstances suggest a fake supporter or, at least, a staged audience plant.

I don’t know much about political theater, but I’ve seen enough Arnold Schwarzenegger movies to know bad acting when I see it. And that guy, Gene Huber, who threw himself into Donald’s waiting arms qualifies. Though, maybe I shouldn’t blame the actor – the writing was the usual Trump campaign crap.

Let’s see, Trump sees Huber on TV, then spots him in the massive crowd – their eyes lock, they share a smile and engage in some special way. Then later, after Trump’s golden-oldies set, the Donald spontaneously invites Gene onstage, who is conveniently positioned for quick stage access – security gets him through remarkably fast. (Uh huh, an unvetted “stranger” stands alone with the president, within easy striking distance – we’re supposed to believe this shit.)

Mr. Huber then flawlessly delivers a few talking points – with just a touch humility. A few minutes later he nails a similar performance in an NBC interview. Gee, perhaps I was too harsh when I called him a bad actor. Or, perhaps I’m full of shit and he really believes what he says. Though, ultimately, it doesn’t matter.

Huber’s motivation, like any Trump lackey motivation, leads to the same place – Donald worship. Though, fake adoration for the fake idol seems appropriately poetic.

The republic has endured one-hundred three days of poorly acted and scripted Trump drama. We deserve better. If the Donald expects us to suspend disbelief of reality itself, we require better story delivery.

Then again, this may be as good as it gets. Sigh!

(Meanwhile, Republicans in congress have approved Bernie Madoff as Secretary of Treasury. Just kidding, Madoff doesn’t want the job.)

In Peace and Justice,

Trump Times Entry 102 – Because They Can

Because They Can

February 18, 2017developers-will-resist

It’s only been one-hundred two days since we suffered our last election, but the Donald’s back on the campaign trail. Yup, the Trump campaign organization is holding a rally in Florida this weekend and to quote the leader of the free world, “Big crowd expected!” I’m certain that a big crowd will be there, regardless of crowd size. Ya know?

Since there’s no election anytime soon and the Donald lacks an opponent to lie about, the purpose for rally is a tad unclear. Hence, the media is analyzing it to death. Conjecture includes notions as pallid as “He’s had a bad week. So, he’s cobbling together signs of support” to the more colorful “He’s bored with Washington and is addicted to cheering crowds”.

I think the reasoning is much simpler: He’s holding rallies because he can. Sure, they feel good and messing with the press is great sport, but those are benefits not reasons. The Donald simply feels like having a rally and that’s reason enough. Party on…

Frankly, the “Because They can” rationale is gaining popularity with our rulers. Just last week, congress repealed a law that prevented people with severe mental illness from obtaining guns. They claimed the law was discriminatory. (Yeah, no shit – it was supposed to be.)

There’s no identifiable reason for this congressional action. After the epidemic of gun violence, after telling us mental health (not guns) is the culprit, knowing full well this will lead to more violence they made it easier for severely mentally ill people to arm up. The repeal doesn’t even make sense in terms of corporate profit. How large can the severely mentally ill gun buyer market share be?

No, just like the dumpy kid on the playground who spent his time pulling wings off butterflies, they did it because they could. No other reason required, if they piss off libtards – so much the better.

The “Because they Can” principle, of course, can be used to not do stuff as well. For instance, traditionally during the upcoming congressional recess, our representatives spend a little time listening to voters – town hall meeting and such. Way back in 2015 they held 222 meetings. But, this time around, when the voters have some pointed questions, they’ve only scheduled 88. And 35 of those meetings are with a single guy, Rep. Jim Sensenbrenner.

So, why do our representatives refuse to see us when we have something to say? Well, because they can. They think the gerrymandering guaranties reelection; so, why bother?

The republic insists that our elected employees listen to us. If they can’t schedule a public venue, we’ll be pleased to show up at their homes.

In Peace and Justice,

Trump Times Entry 101 – Made America Freak Again

Made America Freak Again

February 17, 2017trump-snakeoil

In what can only be described as a faith based choice, we hired the Donald one-hundred and one days ago, and while most of us had certain reservations about him, we Americans honor our bad decisions. So, we put him in charge, thinking, at least we knew him. Go with devil you know…

After all, we’ve had cranky old white guys in charge before and survived. And Trump’s been in the spotlight for years so we had some notion of personality. He’s been presenting as a proudly shallow rich guy for a long time, the kind of dude who thinks gold-plating a toilet is elegant. Of course, in the new Trump era, he presents as an old proudly shallow rich guy, but his sense of style remains solid eighties tacky.

Yeah, he provided some additional “depth” during his promotional campaign and added “tough on crime” and “real man” (as defined by his meth snorting rural followers) to his resume. But most voters don’t follow campaigns; they just go with what they think they already know. Plus, “tough on crime” and “real man” are implied by the whole shallow thing.

But, as it turns out, caring for a shallow rich gold-plated toilet president is tricky and exhausting. We need some strategy to work with him. Or, more likely, work around him.

Sure, could wait it out. We’ll get through four years of the old guy spouting clueless rhetoric and signing meaningless executive orders. Yes, he’ll piss off some feminists when he installs a hot tub, a leather swing and ceiling mirrors in the Lincoln room, but a guy needs something to talk about in the locker room. We can get by the presidential hijinks.

Unless, of course, he goes bat shit crazy, like he did yesterday during his first solo press conference.

Yesterday, in rare form, even for the Donald, he spent seventy-seven minutes ranting, sometimes about not ranting. (Listening to this guy makes me dizzy.) He ranted about the press, he ranted about real leaks that somehow became fake news once published. He answered a question about anti-Semitic violence in America by saying he found the question insulting and denied being racist. He roamed from topic to topic like a tired old drunkard.

In front of the world, the man with the launch codes couldn’t hang onto a thought long enough to complete a coherent sentence. Just like that, the Donald made America freak-out again.

The republic can’t keep the exotic president unless it’s willing to feed him and cleanup his shit. Having a pet is a big responsibility and, besides, he doesn’t look happy in captivity. Returning him to the wild may be best for everyone.

In Peace and Justice,

Trump Times Entry 100 – Fake America Out Again

Fake America Out Again

February 16, 20177ff71655db06b517f24b7c9be46d27e5

During the one-hundred days since the election we’ve been treated to drama more appropriate for YouTube fanfiction than legitimate news. But, legitimate lacks theater and, besides, the angriest voters won – so they get to tell the story. Or do they?

The stories we’re hearing are mostly from angry people saying and doing angry things. So, in the most general sense, the vote has set a tone. But, the narratives feature only the wealthy or the politically insane. (Yeah, I know, not an uncommon paring.) So, the point of view doesn’t really include the angry white middle-class male perspective that put Trump in power.

But never fear (yeah, right), what Trump promoters lack in diversity, they more than make up for with target inclusion. Hell, they’re angry with nearly everything – with liberals, with the majority that voted against them, with the media, with the intelligence community, with the young and old, with department stores, with the climate, even with each other.

The only thing they aren’t angry with is Russia. I assume there is some tans-logical reason for this, perhaps romance. Who can tell what’s in Trump’s heart? Or even if he has one?

So, while those Trump voters don’t really get a voice, they do get a choice – of Trump approved outrage. And the outrageous volume guaranties that, pretty much, anyone can find something they don’t like. The Donald offers us an all you can eat anger buffet – select what you want, just ignore everything else – all at those famous Trump prices.

I, for one, intend to load up on that “angry with each other” item. It sounds tasty, and when things get ugly – what could be more entertaining than Trump supporter on Trump supporter ass-kicking.

The republic needs to step away from the Trump buffet and exercise some, free thought. Maybe, walk with the different – grab a street taco.  There could be a truck on every corner.

(I think my writing has become less lucid – probably consuming too much Trump narrative. I’d apologize, but seem to have forgotten how. A Trump exposure symptom? Or just hungry? Tacos…)

In Peace and Justice,

Trump Times Entry 99 – Infantile Dysfunction

Infantile Dysfunction

February 15, 2017trump-putin-1

Ever since electing to have unprotected discourse with the Donald we’ve been at risk. And now, after ninety-nine days of continuous exposure, symptoms are presenting. Our body politic appears inflamed, but our national vision’s been too blurry to get a clear picture. Additionally, our attention spans have shriveled too small to entertain complete ideas – which makes treatment difficult.

Plus, to top it off, the mechanisms we count on as our political autoimmune response have been lethargic at best. The “anti-bodies” in congress choose to ignore Trump in favor of spending their time eradicating anything not like them. (I think there’s a name for cells that stop doing their job and, instead, attack other cells. Just saying.)

To make a bad situation worse, the Donald now seems disinterested in conversation about anything other than his appearance. Lately, he’s been unimaginative, cranky and snappish – he seems only to want to spend time with his new Russian friends and play golf. It’s almost as if he got want he wanted from us and now has moved on to whoever is next. But, how could that be? Is this what great again feels like?

The republic needs to take the first step to recovery by dumping the dysfunctional infant before he gives us something that can’t be treated – something Russian.

In Peace and Justice,