Safe Life in the Rat-holes

June 26, 2018


Each and every day, Trump and his cronies, his cabinet and appointees, his proxies and pundits, cross the line of civility and crawl back into their rat-holes expecting a life of normalcy and peaceful regularity, a personal life insulated from the effects of their numerous misdeeds and insulting taunts, expecting no personal consequences for their very public and profane actions. As several recent incidents have demonstrated it’s time to end that assumption and put them on the run and keep them there. Lacking the guillotine, the consequences of their actions should be at the very least public humiliation and shame.

To claim that a restaurant owner asking Huckabee Sanders to leave his establishment in the most polite way, or that protesters loudly shouting “shame” at a cabinet member is a lack of civility on the level of Trumps insults, is really a false equivalent.  Take Trump’s personal attacks such as insulting Maxine Waters intelligence by saying she has a low IQ or Corey Lewendowski’s recent insensitive “Womp Wah” on-air comment, and compare them with the actions of individuals protesting the policies of an executive branch out of control by seizing an unexpected moment to give personal voice to America’s need to be heard.  This is no lack of civility, it is an honorable American tradition.  We should not provide cover for these criminals but call them out and expose them and their actions for what they are, and then drive them back into the holes they came from to experience the fear and hopelessness they have created.

The Democratic party should have realized by now that when their constituents are compelled to voice their dissatisfaction in this way, they have not adequately been doing their job.  They have shied from their responsibility and while taking the high road have become yet another casualty to the Trump bulldozer as he clears the scorched earth he set ablaze.



June 25, 2018

kidnap noteKidnap:

verb (used with object), kid·napped or kid·naped, kid·nap·ping or kid·nap·ing.

“to steal, carry off, or abduct by force or fraud, especially for use as a hostage or to extract ransom.”

You’ve all seen it on TV and in movies.  A villain kidnaps a child and demands money in exchange for the release of the child. Today we watch as this scenario plays out in real time by one of the greatest TV villains of all time and in numbers far above any previous television or movie moment.

Approximately 2500 children, infants and babies were taken from their mothers and families and held for ransom in exchange for funding of a border wall that will cost in excess of 25 billion dollars.  Call it what you want, but it’s kidnapping plain and simple, children held hostage in return for money.  Let’s not be confused by the political issues.  This is not about whether the wall is a good or bad thing, or whether the wall will be effective or not.  It’s about the moral and ethical policies of a tragically flawed and psychotically ill, immoral and corrupt media personality who rose to power by appealing to the worst in human nature and forming alliances with other powerful figures of the same bent.

Donald Trump’s style has always been to attack on a personal level. He vanquished all the opposing primary candidates the Republican party had to offer, 16 in all, by simply engaging in name-calling and by lying.  He toppled “Crooked Hillary” in the same way, with the added help of his corrupt associations. He has bullied everyone who opposed him in the same manner, including political figures, judges, the media, the Pope, Gold Star Families, a bonified war hero, the disabled and infirmed, foreign leaders and allies, and allied himself with other liars willing to support his policies for their own personal gain and political goals.

Together, we the American people have finally crossed the Rubicon and understand that this battle is not only political but also personal. We are being personally attacked and we have realized that we must unite to fight back on a personal level.  At D.C.’s MXDC Cocina Mexicana protesters made the first move by chanting “Kirsten Nielsen, you’re a villain, locking up immigrant children” forcing her to flee her table at the restaurant. Days later, a restaurant owner asked Sarah Huckabee Sanders to leave his establishment.  Wow… small victories, but the message has been sent. Everyone who has fallen in the path of the Trump bulldozer has done so by “going high when he went low” and yet unlike the Obamas, it has failed. Trump established a new game and as much as we disapprove we must engage on his terms to defeat him.

An argument is being made by Trump supporting pundits and proxies that this type of reaction will only further drive support to Trump by inflaming voters, but this is false reasoning.  Trump’s support may never waiver, never fall from his 30% base, but it will surely not increase by converting objective and reasonable minds to his cause because fighting back on a personal level is out of bounds.  It has never been out of bounds for Trump the counterpuncher.  As the GOP fades into extinction, the American people are doing what those gutless wimps have failed to do, from the primaries forward, we are counterpunching the bully and his gang.

Glenn Beck recently faced off against Brian Stelter in a CNN interview and failing to deliver anything but a muddled cry for unity and calling for an examination of media guilt in creating divisiveness by reporting the stories of Trump’s part in creating and inflaming it, and lacking any substantive answers to his questions, had to walk off the show, grandstanding rather than engage in meaningful discussion.  Once a bully himself, Beck now masquerades as a unifier.  As these snakes, the many swamp creatures Trump has introduced us to, crawl back into their holes, we must know that we are changing things in such a way as to unify our cause.  We must realize that we cannot bridge the gap with racists, fascists, and liars any more than a battered wife can re-unify with an abusive husband. No, it’s time for the divorce.

Now, as Maxine Waters loudly proclaims that we must continue in this fight and praises the protesters who are making it personal, we must not accept the argument that she is divisive, she is rejecting unity.  There can only be one kind of unity, moral unity.  Unity with the immoral is not possible, it is placating them and enabling future transgressions, which as we have seen exceed our expectations and beliefs in the impossible on a daily basis.





Choosing Profanity With Respect

June 22, 2018


Finding the appropriate profanity to express my extreme contempt for Donald Trump is becoming ever-increasingly more difficult.  I must pause and determine just what do the words I instinctively use in reaction to his many subversions of our democratic process really mean.

“Cocksucker” was one such word, but in deference to and in solidarity with my many gay friends and recognizing the universal use of fellatio by women in heterosexual relationships, just what is wrong with a good blow-job that I should use it to describe Donald Trump?  No, I have discontinued the use of that phrase.

“Motherfucker” is another such popular and oft used phrase, but what does it mean to be a motherfucker?  Is that so bad a thing?  I have five daughters, I guess that makes me a motherfucker. No, in the context of a Donald Trump, that is not what it means. Nevertheless, I no longer use that phrase to express my contempt for him and his cronies.

“Douchebag”, “scumbag,” “piece of shit,” “ass-wipe,” “asshole,” “butt-lick,” “shit-for-brains,” and the many combinations that end with “lying bastard,” “moron,” “idiot,” “crook’” “criminal,” “traitor,” and so on all have clear meaning and are appropriate but somehow do not rise to the level of contempt I require.  It was easier to call him a cock-sucking motherfucker.

In this country, we elect people to office.  We do not elect senators, or presidents.  The people we have chosen to elect only become such as they grow into their role in office.  The title “President” does not make Donald Trump one, but as a person he is already a “douchebag”, “scumbag,” “piece of shit,” “ass-wipe,” “asshole,” “butt-lick,” “shit-for-brains,” and a “lying bastard,” “moron,” “idiot,” “crook’” “criminal” and “traitor.”  Funny, I still feel unsatisfied. He has never become a president.

Donald’s policies and his management style are inconsistent with a democratic president and reflect his vision of autocratic rule in the dictatorial style preferred by the very “strongmen” he admires like Kim Jong Un and Vladimir Putin. His praise for the Klan, his racist policies, his lack of compassion, his attacks on the checks and balances provided by our founders in the constitution, his propaganda network, his collusion with our enemies, his disdain for our allies, his attacks on the media, his misleading of the American people with constant lies to reinforce his own “greatness,” his lack of accountability, his appointment of family members into his highest staff advisors and his profiting personally from the system he and they control.  No, he is no “president.”  He’s a lying cock-sucking motherfucker…  oops… I meant he’s a “douchebag”, “scumbag,” “piece of shit,” “ass-wipe,” “asshole,” “butt-lick,” “shit-for-brains,” and a “lying bastard,” “moron,” “idiot,” “crook’” “criminal” and “traitor.”  There I got it out.  Why don’t I feel better? Donald, I know you know what this means and it’s not good… Fuck You, you greedy lying narcissist!  Eat shit and die!  That’s not a death threat, just a wish for my own eternal happiness.


The Power of Words

June 2, 2018

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Seems like all the Twitter-verse is abuzz about the firing of Roseanne Barr over her racially charged Twitter comment, “Muslim brotherhood & planet of the apes had a baby = vj.”  VJ is Valerie Jarrett, former senior advisor to President Barrack Obama. It’s important to understand that Roseanne was not fired because of her Tweet but because her Twitter comment revealed her true nature as untenable to support an association with a network and their advertisers, considering that she is at heart, a racist. Racism transcends politics.  It should not be confused with politics and it cannot be made to form a legitimate political movement no matter how hard someone like Roseanne may try, nor how much support is offered to validate her position especially if by a corrupt and lying administration favoring bigotry, bullying, name-calling, and misogyny. No democratic society can appear to support racism. That is why she was fired.  Roseanne Barr is a racist. No amount of apologies can correct that lifelong defect. Furthermore, Roseanne’s Tweet was deeply personal, ridiculing an out-of-the-spotlight individual, she singled out as a political opponent, labeling her as the product of terrorists and apes by virtue of her skin tone and features.  Why does this surprise us?  The environment for such attacks as hers has already been set, and the blame for such liberties as she has taken belongs elsewhere.


Now enters the fray, Samantha Bee, calling Ivanka Trump a “Feckless Cunt…” Oh no, not the C-word. My delicate sensibilities can hardly withstand such an assault on a feckless C-word Twit without a swell of compassion for the poor little Barbie doll foisted to the political summit by her billionaire daddy. She’s been called it all.  There’s not much left that can be said to reflect our dissatisfaction, contempt, frustration and sense of helplessness regarding all that she and her father represent except the C-word.


The political Right wants to create an equivalency between Roseanne’s Tweet and Samantha’s rant but there is no equivalency.   The difference between the two remarks is that the former lacks any legitimate substance and the latter cuts precisely to the core.  Now, Ivanka’s Daddy is rising to her defense calling for the firing of Samantha Bee on the basis of an equal response, a balancing of political corrections.  But these two comments are not the same, are not equivalent, and the true motivation of Daddy Donald is not his concern for the hurt feelings of his virtuous daughter but the elimination of an opposing political voice with a substantial following. Brian Stelter commenting on CNN got it wrong. It’s not the difference between racism and anger.  It’s the difference between a vulgar lie and the vulgar truth.


Samantha Bee established her vulgar style of comedic reporting long ago on The Daily Show under John Stewart’s mentorship, an environment that interpreted the news of the day in the most critical comedic terms, and like John Oliver and others, has spun it off into a solo act to continue her assault on broken institutions.  She was simply doing what she has always done, merely playing to her long-established audience and it should come as no surprise to anyone who has ever watched her show that language such as the C-word has a long history of flowing from her lips. Her rants are shtick not unlike Louis Black’s, just more vulgar.  Her audience has long been comfortable with it. Her vulgarity is a device like the profanity used by spoken word poets, a shock of cold water to waken an audience and demand their attention.  The real issue is not her use of the most egregious vulgarity but does her rant have merit? Does her style reflect the truth of her position? Is it an accurate and fair assessment of Ivanka Trump or not? A lot of people think so.


There can be no such thing as a measured response to all that Donald Trump and his proxies represent. It was he who said that when attacked he punches back twice as hard. He fights not by the Marquis d’ Queensbury rules but with a complete lack of all rules as a streetfighter.  One by one, he has felled every opponent and turned the once Grand Ole Party into a simpering puppy-dog.  We pull out a knife, he pulls out an atomic weapon.


No, Samantha Bee’s use of expletives is more aligned with Richard Nixon as an expression of disdain, somewhere philosophically closer to Lenny Bruce and far from Lisa Lampanelli.


And as for the media with their timid self-righteous reportage every time they use such expressions as “the C-word”, “the N-word”, “the S-word” and the “F-bomb” they may as well have said the original word because we all understand these proxy expressions to have the same meaning.  In so doing they give the origin words more power by defining what is polite and what is not.  In that context, Samantha Bee has chosen the right word, the one with more power.




Rudy, What Have You Done?

May 4, 2018

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Rudy, Rudy, Rudy…  what have you done? They say you’re a smart guy. A former district attorney, “America’s Mayor,” you grabbed a ride on the fame-train on the backs of the 911 victims, but what did you really do besides open your big mouth in shameless self-promotion masquerading as patriotism?

Oh well, Rudy, let’s not dwell on the past.  Let’s move on to today. So, it looks like you cut a “New York Deal” with the master New York Dealmaker, but to what end?  The two of you came to an agreement and you acted on it in good faith, but it was an agreement to manipulate the truth, an agreement to spin.  Shame on you, and now you are caught squirming in your own shallow attempt.  Have you ever really cared about the truth or are your scruples folded into your wallet with the “Benjamins?”

Oh Rudy, did you not see it coming, the view from under the bus.  You had your own special standing as Trump’s “personal counsel.”  Yes, you are not part of the Whitehouse nor are you part of the legal team.  That just makes you dispensable–a scamming, paid mouthpiece who says what he is told to say but who, unlike the hapless Sarah Huckabee Sanders, contributes to crafting Trump’s devious schemes to avoid legal responsibility for his actions.  Your word carries no official weight.  It’s just spin and as long as it works it will stand, but here we are, less than 24hrs from the last public pronouncement and Trump has said that you’re still learning the facts, denying the very message you crafted together.  You’re a cutout, a pigeon, a scapegoat, someone who Trump can claim is not speaking for him officially.  Ah, but who is?  Not even Trump.  I guess a person in your position does not mind being used if it puts you back in the news. What have you got to lose?  Certainly not your honor.


The UnCivil War

April 30, 2018

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At the time of the Civil War, there were 22 million people living in the North and 9 million living in the South.  That puts the Confederacy at right around 30% of the nation.  Not much has changed in those numbers since that time, as today polls show that Trump’s solid base, the unshakeable, unwavering voters who share his nationalistic and racially divisive ideas, is roughly a solid 30%.  The big difference is that even as the nation is divided along similar emotional fears and political positioning as before, the virus of hate and bigotry is no longer contained regionally but has diversified and mutated into every state of the union, making it harder to rid our democracy of the infection.

Trump’s campaign style and his many pronouncements in office, his bullying, his name-calling, his lying, his dirty mouth, his racial slurs, his embarrassing comments and tweeting rants, all have contributed further to validate these emotional fears in his constituents solidifying as political objectives and have given rise to an openly divided nation, creating the second Civil War, a war of words, “The UnCivil War.”

Saturday night a new attack was launched by one of the opposition, a well-meaning effort, but misguided nonetheless, as Michelle Wolf took the podium at the Annual Whitehouse Correspondents Dinner to deliver a “comedic” roast of the political landscape in general and Trump and his staffers in specific, notably Kellyanne Conway and Sarah Huckabee Sanders, two deserving notables in attendance.  As these two foes sat silently bearing the insults, America cringed in response, and I found myself siding emotionally with them and not with Michelle Wolf, in spite of my deep-rooted hatred for this pair of lying Trump groupie-sycophants.

What began with Don Rickles as insult comedy, a personal style he perfected, worked for him because the object of his jokes were always people he admired and who were most often close friends. Over the years this type of comedy has been amped up through TV specials known as celebrity roasts, where a team of friends shares insults, crass remarks, nasty stories and embarrassing filthy talk, all fictional, regarding the subject of the roast.  It was never my cup of tea, and while it was very ugly it survived and mutated again.

The Daily Show, back when it was hosted by John Stewart featured several “correspondents” who made this style work for them, most of whom spun off into their own shows successfully. But later, as Trevor Noah took over for John, the show degenerated into a more didactic, “preachy” discourse at the expense of being truly funny, as was the original show.  In this environment, Michelle Wolf found her place.  Her words are more truthful than funny, in a direct way, and since they are largely not fictional, but often most real, they carry the stinging pain of understanding without the humor.  She’s a perverted variant of the Don Rickles school, but unlike Rickles, she is on a mission to politicize, thinking that the real truth cuts closer to “funny” than to “the bone.” She could not be more wrong. It’s too hard to get a laugh when you are inflicting pain on others, even the most deserving. Comedy and sadism don’t mix.


Bennies and a Rabies Shot

April 16, 2018


Last night as part of my Sunday routine, I tuned in to Homeland on Showtime.  Homeland makes every effort to create engaging drama sourced from current events and in the process, can both educate and entertain.  In this recent episode, I learned a lot about the 25th amendment as a means to depose a sitting president.  In it, the fictional president fires four of her cabinet in order to stop a potential vote to remove her from office, thereby eliminating the possibility that the cabinet could get the eight required votes necessary to accomplish their goal.  Hmmmm.

But what if the President fired just the cabinet who had expressed a dissenting opinion over time and replaced them with lesser qualified loyalists who had long ago drank his Koolaid?  That would do it, no?  Hmmmm.

You’re not going to hear anyone talk about that, for sure, but in the age of Trump is that so far out?

To be sure, Trump is always calculating, measuring, conspiring, misdirecting but consistently on a singular path to fulfill his own greedy ends, the satiation of his personal appetites.  After destroying all opposition with overwhelming verbal abuse, a sole survivor, Jim Comey, decides to drop his Boy Scout pocket knife and bring a gun to the gunfight, only to face criticism as the Boy Scout who has learned the middle finger salute and is using it for the first time.

The Trump response is to trot out the big gun–not many left in the Trump circle. Steven Miller has been forever banned for his last failed and embarrassing performance leaving only Kellyanne Conway as the one person who can string two words together cohesively.  Considering Trump’s Twitters and his pitiful prompter speeches, a President that can’t spell and has trouble reading is no equal to the rapid-fire, machine-gun mouth of a crazed surrogate who speaks as if she has just downed a bottle of Bennies and missed her Rabies shot update at the kennel.

Have we already submitted to this endlessly-repeated, lopsided narrative or is there room for dissent, even from a wayward boy scout incapable of lying?