Tuesday, February 7, 2017

We'd Thought Were Vital




Today it was pugilistic.  Perhaps this is his approach.  A scattershot of outrage and underperformance and mendacity that numbs the sting of or the ability to concentrate on any one blow.  Bang, he’s actually suggested we’d invade Mexico to the Mexican president.  Boom, he’s hung up mid call with the Australian Prime Minister as if he were a spoiled kid in boarding school.  Bop, “have you read his official statement on Black History Month?”

Any one of these matters could dominate a new cycle on anyone else watch.  With Donald, we’re all fatigued.  His outrages are no longer outrageous.  He is simple an oozing, throbbing outrage that spits bile like a volcano coughing up pieces of lung and other organs that we'd thought were vital.  Friends and family send along one belly flop after another and none of us can believe it.  None of us know quite what to do. 



This punch drunk quality has me reaching for news update like some diseased person who keeps drinking water, parched, even though he’s consumed far more water than he needs.  “More news.  What else has happened?  More news!"  At least I am only checking a few major newspapers.  In the pecking-seeds world of twitter, I could check updates on what someone else said about what someone I know of said every minute or so.




Drowning in news and analysis.  Hoping that perhaps just now, he’s done something so outrageous that proper impeachment proceedings have begun.   What is it?  Flynn has just put Iran “on notice” after they launched missiles.  Nothing in the current agreement prohibits them from doing so, but immediately one imagines another such perceived infraction, resulting in a strike on their nuclear facilities.  What will we do when it is Trump at war.  It's really too horrific to imagine.  

Where is the moment?  When will we finally have our “sir, have you no decency” revelation where the country shakes its head and awakens tells him in one voice to go home and never come back?  Come the day.  Though I fear we have many days to go.  



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