For months and months on end, we have been a slave to the easy joke. Terms like Cheeto-lini and Agent Orange are in the comedic lexicon. The real moniker for the Republican standard-bearer, Donald Trump, should have been the Potentate of the Banana Republican. The past five days may be the topper, of course, we say that weekly. Today we were subjected to an endorsement, by an alleged woman molesting President, for an alleged wife beating WH Staff Secretary [Rob Porter], and alibied for by the WH Communications Director [Hope Hicks] who is sleeping with him. Who gets the rose in the next scene?
Another analogy could be King Midas, who turned everything he touched to gold. Donald Trump has touched a National Security Advisor, three Press Secretaries, two Chief's of Staff and a partridge in a pear tree and turned them all into black-hearted liars. If you lie down with Trump(s) you wake up wanting to flee. This would all be grins and giggles, were the world not turning on decisions made from the Oval Office by the most powerful man in the world. I am starting to believe the ghost of former FBI Director J. Edgar Hoover has inherited the body of Donald Trump and he has amassed secret files on the Republican Congress, Senate, spokespeople, and voters.
It is getting to be inexplicable as to why his followers are so eager to dash the Constitution and lie with apparent impunity for a proven liar. His defenders have gotten the talking points fine-tuned. ‘He is not a typical politician but a savvy straight-talking businessman and that is why he wonthe presidency.’ I am not buying that any longer it must be something deeper. Racial backlash is a simple answer; but what else? Is it the false narrative of economic anxiety? That cannot be it, according to the President consumer confidence in the economy has been booming for months. Maybe we are complicating the answer it just may be America has become a really angry place. The impending displacement of the White Majority is coming, and it is inevitable. The prospect of becoming a nation reimagining multiple languages, cultures, and traditions, especially frightens a lot of Republicans. Like Kings, Monarchs, and Dictators, Donald Trump wants women to be his concubine and excuses those around him who emulate his behavior. Even to the disgusting lengths of giving his former adviser, Steve Bannon, the nickname Bam Bam, for his alleged battering of his ex-wife.
It is a natural inclination to fight for what you feel is yours and struggle to preserve your own culture (even a stolen one). I am part of a heritage who were forced to build the infrastructure of a new culture and manufacture a novel one. Also, if I was a Native American and had a country murdered out from underneath me, pardon us both if we are not sympathetic. Some of you may read this and feel as if it is an attack, it is not meant to be, nor is it. What it speaks to, is an attempt to have my brothers and sisters who are not black, brown or feminine realize that not being in complete charge of your life is painful. Maybe for a moment as we approach the target date of 2044 when the browning of America is predicted to be complete, do not worry it is much better than a Banana Republican.
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