Forget about the Last Tweet.  Forget about Michael Flynn.  Forget, if you can, about Donald Trump.

Remember who has the ball.

You do.

It’s difficult sitting isolatedly while trying to estimate just how strong opposition to the Trump Health Care plan is.  We’re not the most technically savvy blogger in the Union.  We haven’t a dozen screens or even a text messenger with which to keep ourselves up-to-date.  We don’t have assistants or editors or researchers working at our beck and call.

But this week we watched as olenagenous Mitch and his enabling wife, Elaine Chou, came smashing up against reality.  She, for being unable to open her mouth (let alone her eyes), in recognition and defense of women throughout the nation who stand to lose health care, forcing them and their families to stay up nights trying to imagine how they are going to (a) keep those home-fires burning, (b) keep their own parents alive and well either at home or in assisted living centers, (c) keep sending their children to day-care, (d) afford minimal medical care especially in rural areas.

Mitch, who doesn’t appear to have parents alive, or even a memory of them in his heart, for the first time in many years stands diminished in nearly every way.  He can’t find 50 votes for his bill in the Senate, although he’s certainly not above buying them with our tax dollars.   He and his silent lieutenants, after a run of eight years obstructing American progress, now stand all alone, naked, before their voters.  And we voters are not happy.

Trying to rush through Congress an enfeebled health-care outline for action that denudes millions of warm clothing, food, livable wages, healthy drinking water, nonregressive taxes, failing infrastructure – McConnell is revealed finally for what we all along imagined him to be: mean-spirited, devious, secretive, slippery and untruthful.

But from what we see and read, millions of American voters have already scented decay on that Hill and are not about to let its odor poison them further.   Sit-ins, stand-ins, marches, emails, advertisements, banners, town hall meetings, letters-to-the-editors, seminars teaching people to recognize the signs of “Tyranny,” and determination to fight it – like the Wave in a stadium – are circling the nation, heading north/south, east and west, having plainly reached a point of exhaustion that is well-beyond frustration and closer to furious confrontation.

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Who does?

We do. All of us.  The purported millions who think it’s swell.  The real millions of the rest of us.


Simple: TAXES.

Those people (Republicans and Democrats, et al) who diligently pay attention to that seminal date every April….and who have no say in how the government’s income (their tax money) is spent.

This is not to say we shouldn’t have input on spending.

It is to say that those in charge of dividing the pie (members of the House) really don’t give a damn what we think or how we feel.

The above is all self-evident by now.

We only post this to remind readers that there is still time to TRY to attract some attention for your choices.

It is not enough to write, email or call your own Congressman or Senator.  At least use the tools at your command to CARBON legislators from beyond your district or state.

True enough, Senators not up for re-election in 2018 couldn’t care less.

But the American voter’s memory is NOT only five minutes long.   And building for the future is something politicians understand.

We’re told we have but four days to go.

Let’s use them!