Focusing on the Foreground

All of us have to do a myriad of things to keep the plates spinning.  Hopefully 95% of this stuff goes right.  But 5% goes wrong and we need to clean up the mess and take our lumps and move on.  And while all of this is going on in the foreground, in the background evil lunatics are working ceaselessly to put an end to the America that provides the space in which we can hustle along to give our families the slightest taste of the good life.  We can have a week’s vacation at the beach.  We send our kids to the best college we can afford.  We own a home in a town where gangbangers don’t hunt down our kids in the streets.

So, this week we witness the Democrat party melting down because they can’t force their brain-dead figurehead to leave the presidential race.  And when that sideshow act gets stale, they try to eliminate his competition the old-fashioned way, with a “lone wolf” spotted an eight-shot head start at point blank range by the secret service.  And of course, once they fail, the Left declares it time to lower the temperature.  At least for today.

Today, Donald Trump picked J D Vance as his running mate.  Of the favorites listed I guess he’s probably the best choice.  The kabuki theater that is the Republican Convention will drone on until, I think Thursday when Trump gives his acceptance speech.  From what he’s said Trump has had a revelation.  Being spared death has convinced him that his message will be that he wants to unite the country.  Well, I don’t know how that can happen.  I think almost half the country wanted the shooter to succeed.  I mean, it’s admirable to want to unite America but I don’t think it’s one country anymore.  It’s not even two countries that tolerate each other.  It’s diametrically opposed enemies looking to get a permanent advantage in order to conquer the other.

So, while we struggle to keep the balls in the air, out of the corner of our eye we see this absurd pantomime that claims it’s “our democracy.”  Today they kept Morning Shmoe of the air.  He and his demented bride couldn’t be trusted not to start calling for Donald Trump’s blood on the day that Joe Biden was “brining down the temperature” by postponing the release of campaign commercials that probably feature Trump dressed up as Hitler.  Of course, Scarborough is hardly the only or even the most unhinged of the left-wing pundits.  Over the last couple of weeks Joy Reid at times has appeared to be close to an epileptic fit.  I have to assume if they’re allowing her on the air, she must be dosed with Thorazine or something stronger.

Well, as we slouch toward Election Day we are sure to see a lot of crazy things.  Will any of them be worse than the last couple of weeks?  I’d like to say no but I’d be a fool to do it.  If Biden’s numbers slip much lower, I wouldn’t be surprised by any crazy thing, up to and including a nuclear attack.  Joe Biden is demented and the people who pull his strings are various types of maniacs.  I want to believe that behind the scenes there are a few sane individuals that can keep the crazy people in check.  But I’m far from convinced of that.

I’ll tell you.  When I think about the biggest personal challenges I’m facing, and some of them are kind of daunting, I’m glad that I have them to keep me from thinking about this other stuff 24/7.  Because this is bedlam.