This past weekend, a hatred-laden rogues' gallery of torch-bearing white supremacists sieg-heiled a deadly path through the historic college town of Charlottesville. Many came equipped, not only with tiki torches --- the type normally used for festive display on outdoor patios in comfortable suburbs --- but also with weaponry intended to inflict bodily harm on anyone who dared to stand up to them.
Who are these sorry creatures anyway? Well, they're not beer-swilling bubbas. None of the photos and videos appeared to capture images of down-on-their-luck older guys either: y'know, the ones who raved about The Orange Caudillo because he catered to their frustrations --- including some legitimate economic ones --- and insisted that he, alone could fix things.
For starters, the majority of them appear to be millenials, moderately prosperous ones at that. They're beneficiaries, not only of white male privilege, but social and economic advantage as well. Few displaced factory workers or miners could be found among their ranks.
Au contraire! The lion's share of these goose-stepping, stiff-armed monsters are, in reality, spoiled brats playing SchutzStaffel, raised with a sense of entitlement. Only what they're playing at ain't the least bit amusing. These folks represent a clear and present danger. And --- they are frighteningly resolute. They insist that they're not going away. Among the pale punks' most disgusting rallying cries is, "You will not replace us" --- a blood-lustful baritone shriek which has been known at times to segue into, "Jews will not replace us."
As one might readily assume, this vile, surly collection of swastika-suckers has a putative leader --- or if one prefers --- a fuhrer! Who is this guy? Last time I checked, he goes by the name Donald John Trump!
Thursday, August 17, 2017
Wednesday, August 2, 2017
A Tantrum That Can Kill
When a wee kiddo pitches a hissy-fit in a public place --- a store, a street, or an event --- bystanders are often left feeling discomforted. Beyond that momentary unease, there are rarely any lasting consequences.
As a li'l sweetheart reared in the gilded surroundings of his family's lavish life-style, I think it's a safe bet that Young Master Donald initiated more than a few high-intensity shriek-a-thons in his day. He seems to have had ample practice.
Last week, the GOP's latest attempt to snatch away life-sustaining healthcare from twenty-plus-million human beings crash-landed in flames. Even Senate Majority Leader Mitch McConnell mournfully conceded defeat in a seven-minute speech. On more than one occasion, he seemed to be on the brink of tears, reminiscent of a li'l tyke whose cherished puppy had just been flattened by a bus.
Yep, even Dear Leader McConnell, whose hatred and contempt of everything Obama, was throwing in the towel. The No-Longer-So-Young Master Donald was having none of it! Launching a fecal tweet-storm to end all tweet storms, our so-called chief executive callously threatened to withhold vital funding, that enables low-income beneficiaries to maintain their health insurance.
No, no, no, no, no! <shriek!!!> If a new healthcare bill isn't approved quickly, BAILOUTS for insurance companies and BAILOUTS for members of Congress (now covered by the ACA) will end very soon. (Bailouts??!! Oy!)
Here's the awful reality. According to Senator Chris Murphy (D-Connecticut), a quirk in the ACA actually gives a president the power to authorize the payments. As The Good Senator further stated, "We never thought that any president would stop making these payments."
Well, folks, The Orange Caudillo is not just "any president." Without missing a beat, he's perfectly willing to sacrifice the lives of millions of his fellow Americans, only because he couldn't have his way!
Like I stated in the subject line of this post, a tantrum can really kill! In this particular instance, the tantrum's owner happens to be named Donald J. Trump!
As a li'l sweetheart reared in the gilded surroundings of his family's lavish life-style, I think it's a safe bet that Young Master Donald initiated more than a few high-intensity shriek-a-thons in his day. He seems to have had ample practice.
Last week, the GOP's latest attempt to snatch away life-sustaining healthcare from twenty-plus-million human beings crash-landed in flames. Even Senate Majority Leader Mitch McConnell mournfully conceded defeat in a seven-minute speech. On more than one occasion, he seemed to be on the brink of tears, reminiscent of a li'l tyke whose cherished puppy had just been flattened by a bus.
Yep, even Dear Leader McConnell, whose hatred and contempt of everything Obama, was throwing in the towel. The No-Longer-So-Young Master Donald was having none of it! Launching a fecal tweet-storm to end all tweet storms, our so-called chief executive callously threatened to withhold vital funding, that enables low-income beneficiaries to maintain their health insurance.
No, no, no, no, no! <shriek!!!> If a new healthcare bill isn't approved quickly, BAILOUTS for insurance companies and BAILOUTS for members of Congress (now covered by the ACA) will end very soon. (Bailouts??!! Oy!)
Here's the awful reality. According to Senator Chris Murphy (D-Connecticut), a quirk in the ACA actually gives a president the power to authorize the payments. As The Good Senator further stated, "We never thought that any president would stop making these payments."
Well, folks, The Orange Caudillo is not just "any president." Without missing a beat, he's perfectly willing to sacrifice the lives of millions of his fellow Americans, only because he couldn't have his way!
Like I stated in the subject line of this post, a tantrum can really kill! In this particular instance, the tantrum's owner happens to be named Donald J. Trump!
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