I'll be glued to the TV at 9:30 a m. Raise a glass of OJ! And yet I still have a sense that far too many actually think this sentencing will make some kind, any kind, of difference. Feeling good (as I will) is lovely, but it accomplishes nothing. I considered the man a vampire that nothing could kill long before the assassination attempts. So while today thrills me I am also certain it will make zero difference. What offers giddy hope, in my view, is that the SCOTUS refused to block the proceedings. So perhaps a modestly productive strategy for today is to earnestly pray for four years (and ten days) of good health for the five justices who don't believe the POTUS is above the law. What a concept! But if God wishes to indulge me a tad further, I am also praying for Sub-Zero and blizzard conditions in D.C. on the 20th, or even just rain (a cold driving rain) would be nice. Baby Jesus are you listening?
I have mixed feelings about the inauguration. Nothing will change the minds of the cult but at this point the best argument against Trump’s unfitness is Trump himself. I fully expect the depravity of his inaugural address this time to eclipse that of his first one by many moons. In fact, part of me is counting on it.
If the past is prologue you are probably right. In Psychology we refer to "cognitive fixedness." A certain amount of that is normal as we age, but if you listen to Trump it sounds like he hasn't developed a new neural pathway in a very long time. To put it starkly, he can't develop his thinking even if he wanted to. In '16, until his inaugural address, I allowed myself to be optimistic. Today, I feel like we are all at the precipice of hell with its notice: "Abandon all hope all ye who enter here." Sad. Tragic really.
Yeah, tragic. And sad to hang hopes on the last thread linking Trump to anything resembling sanity snapping in the most public way. I’m thinking if part or all of Jack Smith’s reports get released before the 20th that, along with today’s conviction, Trump will be so aggrieved that he will put on a display that exceeds all but his most craven follower’s capacity to deny his unfitness. What happens after that I don’t know but if Trump has a bottom, let it be displayed on the steps of the Capitol.
The really scary thing is that I don't think Trump HAS a bottom, especially since even the consideration of a reelection is not in play. Maybe more scary even than that is that, as the 5th Avenue remark illustrated, I don't think most of Trump's followers have bottoms either. I do not think I am exaggerating when I say that he could threaten Denmark with nuclear war if they don't give us Greenland and his staunchest followers would find a way to think that was OK. But let's be practical, and that is one of the reasons why I like this substack. Trump and company are beyond dreadful, but what can we DO that might in some way make it less dreadful. I'll let the stack know if I come up with any brainstorms and please do the same.
I won't watch a minute because, like Theresa wrote "I'm sick of that." Juxtaposing today's proceedings with yesterday's farewell to a good and decent man illustrates the depths to which our country has sunk! Starch that one!!
You describe the slithering snake perfectly! Today's comfort comes the tiniest bit because he didn't completely get his way, even if it is justice extra-super-lite. (It's a stupid Zoom call from his mansion, I heard.)
Your sconce screw was a metaphor. I have an orchid that had beautiful flowers on it until they dropped off. For about two years, I'd water and care for it with hope it would bloom again. Eventually, I figured it had become just a plant of leaves. Out of the blue, last week, flowers popped out. I figured it was a metaphor for "the day" will come if we keep doing the right things - whatever the day of beauty may be. In this case, I believe that justice will eventually arrive. Do the right things, fight back against the horrible things, take care of one another, and have faith that justice will come. Despite any disappointment along the way, "that day" will come.
Today, my retractable clothesline broke, so I pulled it off the tree and beat it senseless with a hammer. I hope word gets out to the other retractable clotheslines that I mean business. Off to buy a new one and I think the only metaphor there is I'm sick of stuff not working.
To parrott Stephen Hard, this accomplishes nothing. Any joy I could get from the sentencing proceeding is tempered by that fact. It's just another "justice for me and not for thee" scenario. To say I'm sick of that is an understatement. And it's not just rich vs. poor. It's fine for men to say "your body my choice", but when a woman says something similar re the UHC CEO having karma bite him in the ass, she gets arrested for terrorism.
Your descriptions and references are the only things in print that made me smile since the election! I am feeling more grim as inauguration day approaches. Yes! The SCOTUS's new meager lean toward justice, which keeps (at least some) accountability for maintaining "the raping fraud's" conviction on record, has given me a glimmer of hope.
(Though it didn't make me smile, I did have a strong sense of pleasure that Jimmy Carter influenced the lowering of the flag to half mast for inauguration day - it is so fitting!)
Because my smile has been so unfamiliar, I was so surprised to find it on my face! It was your adjectives that located it for me today. Thank you!!
I'll be glued to the TV at 9:30 a m. Raise a glass of OJ! And yet I still have a sense that far too many actually think this sentencing will make some kind, any kind, of difference. Feeling good (as I will) is lovely, but it accomplishes nothing. I considered the man a vampire that nothing could kill long before the assassination attempts. So while today thrills me I am also certain it will make zero difference. What offers giddy hope, in my view, is that the SCOTUS refused to block the proceedings. So perhaps a modestly productive strategy for today is to earnestly pray for four years (and ten days) of good health for the five justices who don't believe the POTUS is above the law. What a concept! But if God wishes to indulge me a tad further, I am also praying for Sub-Zero and blizzard conditions in D.C. on the 20th, or even just rain (a cold driving rain) would be nice. Baby Jesus are you listening?
(Because if you are, CO-SIGN!)
I have mixed feelings about the inauguration. Nothing will change the minds of the cult but at this point the best argument against Trump’s unfitness is Trump himself. I fully expect the depravity of his inaugural address this time to eclipse that of his first one by many moons. In fact, part of me is counting on it.
I think that's a safe bet. He will shit the bed on live television.
If the past is prologue you are probably right. In Psychology we refer to "cognitive fixedness." A certain amount of that is normal as we age, but if you listen to Trump it sounds like he hasn't developed a new neural pathway in a very long time. To put it starkly, he can't develop his thinking even if he wanted to. In '16, until his inaugural address, I allowed myself to be optimistic. Today, I feel like we are all at the precipice of hell with its notice: "Abandon all hope all ye who enter here." Sad. Tragic really.
Yeah, tragic. And sad to hang hopes on the last thread linking Trump to anything resembling sanity snapping in the most public way. I’m thinking if part or all of Jack Smith’s reports get released before the 20th that, along with today’s conviction, Trump will be so aggrieved that he will put on a display that exceeds all but his most craven follower’s capacity to deny his unfitness. What happens after that I don’t know but if Trump has a bottom, let it be displayed on the steps of the Capitol.
The really scary thing is that I don't think Trump HAS a bottom, especially since even the consideration of a reelection is not in play. Maybe more scary even than that is that, as the 5th Avenue remark illustrated, I don't think most of Trump's followers have bottoms either. I do not think I am exaggerating when I say that he could threaten Denmark with nuclear war if they don't give us Greenland and his staunchest followers would find a way to think that was OK. But let's be practical, and that is one of the reasons why I like this substack. Trump and company are beyond dreadful, but what can we DO that might in some way make it less dreadful. I'll let the stack know if I come up with any brainstorms and please do the same.
I do believe there are still a few guardrails and I’m hoping I’m right especially when it comes to nuclear war. Lord.
I, actually, don't think there is much chance of our military dropping nuclear bombs on an ally, but just the use of the threat would be horrible.
I won't watch a minute because, like Theresa wrote "I'm sick of that." Juxtaposing today's proceedings with yesterday's farewell to a good and decent man illustrates the depths to which our country has sunk! Starch that one!!
You describe the slithering snake perfectly! Today's comfort comes the tiniest bit because he didn't completely get his way, even if it is justice extra-super-lite. (It's a stupid Zoom call from his mansion, I heard.)
Your sconce screw was a metaphor. I have an orchid that had beautiful flowers on it until they dropped off. For about two years, I'd water and care for it with hope it would bloom again. Eventually, I figured it had become just a plant of leaves. Out of the blue, last week, flowers popped out. I figured it was a metaphor for "the day" will come if we keep doing the right things - whatever the day of beauty may be. In this case, I believe that justice will eventually arrive. Do the right things, fight back against the horrible things, take care of one another, and have faith that justice will come. Despite any disappointment along the way, "that day" will come.
I LIKE that metaphor. It's beautiful.
Today, my retractable clothesline broke, so I pulled it off the tree and beat it senseless with a hammer. I hope word gets out to the other retractable clotheslines that I mean business. Off to buy a new one and I think the only metaphor there is I'm sick of stuff not working.
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To parrott Stephen Hard, this accomplishes nothing. Any joy I could get from the sentencing proceeding is tempered by that fact. It's just another "justice for me and not for thee" scenario. To say I'm sick of that is an understatement. And it's not just rich vs. poor. It's fine for men to say "your body my choice", but when a woman says something similar re the UHC CEO having karma bite him in the ass, she gets arrested for terrorism.
We are upside down. I agree. And I’m sick of it too.
Your descriptions and references are the only things in print that made me smile since the election! I am feeling more grim as inauguration day approaches. Yes! The SCOTUS's new meager lean toward justice, which keeps (at least some) accountability for maintaining "the raping fraud's" conviction on record, has given me a glimmer of hope.
(Though it didn't make me smile, I did have a strong sense of pleasure that Jimmy Carter influenced the lowering of the flag to half mast for inauguration day - it is so fitting!)
Because my smile has been so unfamiliar, I was so surprised to find it on my face! It was your adjectives that located it for me today. Thank you!!
Not the name-calling? I’ll try harder. I am of the opinion that while there’s breath, there’s hope. Keep breathing.
The name calling is what makes it more tolerable to even mention him.
Thank you. It's one of my skills.
Well, this day is going to be underwhelming. We all wanted to see him found guilty, but what are the consequences....nada.
Convicted felon. Like the sound of that. Swords Up! Have a great weekend.
I pray for karma and it can’t get here soon enough!
"Unconditional Discharge"! What a nothing burger!!!!! Even the judiciary is cowed! Now we can be led by a FELON! (I'm running out of ! ! ! ! !s)
I love your judicious use of adjectives 😁. It takes the sting away from the fact that he 'effin got away with more things.