Category: Not My President

Make it stop! I can't take any more winning!

God willing.

h/t to Bianca Del Rio

Six months of Trump and what have we learned? Maybe—just maybe—government should be run by people who know what they're doing. Maybe." ~ Lane Crothers, Professor of Politics and Government

Most significantly, these first six months have revealed a central weakness of our system: its dependence on leadership that honors the norms and traditions of our political institutions and understands the necessity of at least appearing to adhere to common values of decency and honesty. President Trump and the Republicans in Congress have shown no respect for any of that. It's a harsh lesson for our country and it may get harsher still. But at least we know now who they really are and what they really believe in: nothing." ~ Heather Digby Parton, Salon

For Republicans, there was no allegation too small to investigate in respect to Secretary Clinton, but there is no scandal too big to ignore with Donald Trump" ~ Rep. Elijah Cummings.

And there you have it, folks. All wrapped up in one easy-to-digest soundbite.

https://twitter.com/voenixrising/status/886331569169866753

Yeah, I used to read the newspaper (you remember those, actual physical objects, right?) during lunch back in the 80s and 90s (a lot of time just for the latest installment of Bloom County), but I was never what you'd call a news junkie.

But like so many other things, that all changed on 9/11. I was glued to the television set and the radio in the aftermath, and as we descended into the Madness of King George during the subsequent years, it seemed the whole world came online, feeding our need addiction to be informed of what was going on in every corner on the globe.

This obsession has only gotten worse under the reign of 45. Every day I scour my feeds in hopes of finding some nugget, some morsel of good news: notice of his resignation, his impending Impeachment and removal from office, the invocation of the 25th Amendment…anything to restore sanity to this glitch-in-the-matrix, alternate-reality we were thrust into six months ago. There are glimmers of hope. Amid the now-daily, further-down-the-rabbit-hole revelations of criminal wrongdoing and Russian collusion, news of hearings and investigations are finally starting to break through the noise. The noose is slowly tightening around the necks of everyone connected with the criminal cabal currently occupying the Oval Office, but it's all moving so slowly. I realize that the wheels of justice turn slowly and there can be no mistakes made in this process if we are to rid our country of this cancer, but I want the nightmare to end now. I want to go back to some semblance of a normal life, of normal sleep patterns…of not having to constantly wonder how much more damage that asshole, his cronies or his enablers will wreak before they're all ultimately behind bars. (I'd much prefer to see justice delivered in the manner employed by the French Revolution, but we are a civilized country after all.)

Most of all, I want the firehose of steaming bullshit shut off. I realize that all politicians lie—as a certain insurance company's current advertising campaign goes, "It's what they do"—but to be lied to so blatantly, in such an obvious how-stupid-do-you-think-we-are manner with a straight face and absolutely no push back from the media has to end! I'm tired of the jokes, the parodies, and the fact that you cannot escape news of that demented, motherfucking man-baby no matter where you go online.

In short, I want my—I want our—lives back. I want intelligent, rational adults back in charge of this country so I don't have to worry every waking moment about what's going on in Washington.

I'm tired of Trump. I'm tired of the jokes, I'm tired of investigations that do nothing, I'm tired of the words "President Trump" I am TIRED

— fuck the police 🍉 (@_gumshudaa) July 12, 2017

If Chelsea Clinton were asked to hold the seat for her mother,as her mother gave our country away, the Fake News would say CHELSEA FOR PRES!

— Donald J. Trump (@realDonaldTrump) July 10, 2017

Good morning Mr. President. It would never have occurred to my mother or my father to ask me. Were you giving our country away? Hoping not. https://t.co/4ODjWZUp0c

— Chelsea Clinton (@ChelseaClinton) July 10, 2017

Hey 45, how does it feel being another Clinton bitch?

You just got OWNED, you blithering, clueless asshole!

Not my words, but my sentiment:

And fuck yes, this is what really pisses me off: the mediocrity of white privilege. It's not just illiterate toothless hillbillies who claim they're the master race, it's bigger than that: it's thoroughly average (and that's being generous) specimens like the entire Trump clan. They're not particularly smart, attractive, talented, imaginative, or any of the other calculi by which we usually award status via merit. They're completely, totally, obviously mediocre. I know we live in amateur hour, but America used to do at least a half-assed job of pretending to be a meritocracy. If the Trumps have been elevated to the highest circles of our culture, we can't ever again lay claim to that meritocracy. There is zero merit in inherited wealth. There is no merit in vulgarity, no matter how many fellow vulgarians dress it up as "saying it like it is". There is no merit in knowing nothing, no matter how afraid of expertise and intelligence the peasant class is. I am offended, in ways that exceed my capacity for reasonable discourse, by this elevation of the mediocre. By this worship of the idiot as a symptom of the self hating ignorance of the legions of equally mediocre voters. This offense against all progress is a vile cancer on the impulse to continue to perfect our union, and it must be stamped out, beaten down, crushed. Not all opinions are valid, not all ideas are created equal, and the idea that humanity must retard its journey in order to assuage the confusion of the most mediocre of our species is a betrayal of every potential we have.

This is where the true power of our government comes from. Not from the infantile tweets of a demented, narcissistic old man who fancies he's been made God Emperor.