I used garlic salt with a sprinkle of processed parmesan cheese on my popcorn. I make it the old-fashioned way with two tablespoons of oil in a pot on the stove top. I sat in my favorite chair with a bottle of water on the end table and watched the latest episode of the White House’s version of Fantasy Island. After his morning of self-entertainment, ridiculing his favorite little resort sidekick, Jeff Sessions, in the role of Tattoo, Trump awoke from his, “Executive Time” to hold a meeting with select Senators on sensible gun legislation. The president was flanked by the dramatically stunned faces of Republicans and giddy grins from gullible Democrats. Trump lined up the football again for Charlie Brown, by berating Republican Senators for being afraid of the NRA and getting Democrats to nod approvingly.
We went through this charade several weeks ago when he brought together some of the same players and promised that, “with love” he would sign whatever the Congress approved on DACA. If you remember in our last episode, Rep. Kevin McCarthy (R-CA.) was frantically waving the xenophobia flag, reminding the President, Republicans must publicly hate immigration. This of course set off alarms in Trump’s brain (Fox News) and he [Trump] renounced his performance days later. Of course, a functioning part of government, the Supreme Court, stepped in Monday to restore a little temporary peace in the lives of DACA recipients. As much as we have driven on the Trump highway, you would think we could read all the road signs by now; The bridge is out, detour, standing water, deer crossing, how much do we need to see to take the off ramp.
Yet we drive on…
I wanted to vomit up my popcorn mixture watching the girlish grin, clapping and pointing of Sen. Diane Feinstein (D-CA.) in her seeming belief that Donald Trump would keep his word, more or less tell the truth. I have a theory, President Trump knows that in less than a month, March 24th a mass gathering of teenagers, their parents, and supporters from every corner of America will be chanting, in front of the White House. If nothing is done on gun control by then, Donald Trump knows he will take a big hit in the ratings, so why not feign some action. The President has issued empty statements for effect before, from declaring an opioid emergency to being tough on Russia. Whatever group he faces who approves of this presidential travesty and praises him like a child achieving nirvana on a potty, Trump grins and says what they want to hear.
His promises are as barren of substance as his grasp on facts. We document his lies, we all know he knows nothing about policy, and we watch people fall all over themselves with preemptive and rehearsed admiration to get him to listen. Too many of us pay attention to his machinations but I guess we must because with all his idiocy, tweeting and childish name calling he holds the fate of the world in his hands. I find myself trying to endure the daily torture of this presidency with sometimes failed attempts at humor. It is hard to be funny when the orange-faced clown in charge upstages you every day.
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