Fact Free

December 6, 2016

This is the twenty-eighth day since the last American election and that’s a fact. Or is it? After all, who am I to say? Just because I can read a calendar and count?

Perhaps, some feel the election was over as soon as the Donald declared. Since god chose him, all that followed was irrelevant – Trump jumps in, election over. So, it’s been way longer than twenty-eight days. Others may sincerely believe that I should not include Sundays in my count. Since I was not born-again I am not entitled to use the holly day for my unholy count. Who’s to say?

But regardless of just how long it’s been, the republic still stands. (Unless, of course, someone thinks otherwise.)

The announcement from the Trump Crusade regarding the suspension of facts, while breathtaking, was not entirely unexpected. It was more of a finishing touch when, after over a year of ignoring facts, Trump surrogate Scottie Nell Hughes declared to the press, “There’s no such thing, unfortunately, anymore as facts.”

While I’m grateful for the candor, I wonder if that fact applies to the fact she just stated. (See how quickly this shit gets confusing. That’s the point!)

At first I thought, when someone that forgone starts talking, the press has an obligation to shut them down. You know, respond with a “that’s not true” and then turn off the feed. Why argue facts with a person that doesn’t believe in facts?

But after some thought, I think a better option is to just let them talk. Stop asking questions – cause what’s the point? Just give them the mic. Sure, this could lead to some awkward dead-air time. But, I’m sure, after a few moments they’ll start talking, even with no questions. And that’s when the real comedy gold will begin. Plus, it important to let the crazies speak – so we can identify them.

(Eventually we’ll outnumber them enough to make a difference. That’s a fact.)

But for now, No Facts Scottie: please speak up, then fuck off!

That’s all I got today. Take care of yourselves and each other,
osv