We last glimpsed Dear One atop the reviewing stands, his pals, cronies, and family surrounding him, his arm raised in a greeting salute to the thousands of troops and pieces of equipment passing below him on Pennsylvania Avenue, aircraft overhead, a scene of power, continental fascism, and folly.
Then we received word from some of our readers that they were dismayed that we seem to have reached bottom and given up. Outlining what we called our Cinemascope future that leads to American totalitarianism – could it at least be nicer than the sorts that preceded it? – is not entertainment for us. Nor have we thrown over the traces and joined the opposition.
All we are trying to do is alert our friends and neighbors that the future of the USA looks dim indeed, and that unless something unimagined can be made to occur, we’re going down those well-greased tubes into 2nd and 3rd world status while our Dear Leader and his pals stand on a podium, beaming.
We have said all along that Dear One is not dumb. He has played the media for all they are worth which, it turns out, is quite a bit. He has been clown and therefore photogenic. He has railed and threatened at targets of all sorts, therefore becoming note-worthy and intrusive. He has succeeded where none thought possible, receiving coverage combined of horror and humor. His face and voice are heard throughout the land for hours on end each day, saying whatever comes into his mind with no thought that any of it could possibly be taken seriously or have genuine consequences for millions of other people.
He’s surviving on threats – that his 1/3 of the Republican Party (the Base) is strong enough to protect him from harm of any kind. He credits himself with whatever good news manages to surface above the sludge of his administration. He warn that “he alone” knows ISIS, the stock market, taxes, treaties, and always, always “deals” which largely turn out to be duds.
And should someone – anyone – point out failure or confusion or down right dishonesty (the very sea in which his ship lists), that brave (stupid?) individual becomes the target of public humiliations that can last for months. (All hail Jefferson Beauregard for driving his “master” up the walls as well as demonstrating to the rest of us his ineptitudes, his Jim Crow attitudes, his complete lack of understanding what an Attorney General must (or should) be doing.)
Congress, of course, has learned fairly quickly what it must do to survive. Bow. Cheer on. Agree. Lie docilely on its back as a penitent and pleading hound might. To be fair, there are single alarmists whose warnings are ignored and never seconded by any colleague whose eyesight and hearing could be as sharp as anyone else’s – if it were worth their while. It isn’t. Too many of our representatives are achieving millionaire status; our senators seem to have started at that level. Riches alone are not grounds for disrepute. But the lack of concomitant empathy is.
Which brings us to our Three P’s. None of our elected representatives seem to have parents, partners, or progeny. These entirely forgotten family members are in many cases simply us. Our needs, our hopes, our dreams do not register in the minds and hearts of our Congressional leaders. We seem unable to rely on their histories, their memories, their (perhaps once held) hopes. They know not the needy, the ill, the elderly, the struggling, the uninsured.
Internationally, the Donald is tiptoeing along many of the same paths as did Barack Obama. While Obama disappointed millions of his fans by drawing a red-line over Syria’s use of chemical war fare and then flaking out, Trump refuses to even imagine bearding the Russians who have broken and entered our democratic process. It’s not enough to remind our readers that Trump and his team have yet to utter a sharp word to Mr. Putin. They have repeatedly minimized tensions and cyberspace sabotage. They altered their Republican platform to excise words or actions that could in any way be termed “firm” or “strong” vis a vis Russia itself. Mr. Mueller has his work cut out for him and we applaud each and every miserable hour he has to spend trying to understand why the USA has not only remained silent about the 2016 election, but also (coincidentally) how we have disappointed, alarmed and lost the faith of hundreds of our allies in terms of security and faith.
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