A Gift Horse in the Mouth

Having been gob-smacked by reality many times over the course of the last quarter century I would have thought that I was immune to unbridled exuberance when it comes to political happenings.  But I fully confess that for the last week or so I’ve been ridiculously upbeat whenever I look at the news.  And I get the same story from others I talk to on the Right.

Sure, I know not that much has changed.  And not that much will change even after they cart Joe Biden’s corpse off to the glue factory.  But there’s just something cheerful about knowing that Trump somehow defied all the odds and managed to win back the White House and poked a thumb in the eye of all our worst enemies.

I know it’s ridiculous to say but it’s like that moment in the Return of the King when the Ring sinks below the surface of the molten lava inside Mount Doom and Barad-dur comes crashing down.  And it’s not so much that all things will go well for you but rather that your enemy is annihilated utterly.  You can finally let out an exhausted sigh, drop your weary arms and catch your breath while the Dark Lord and all his engines of destruction and plans crumble to dust before your eyes.  MSNBC and the View are like the orcs and trolls at that moment running randomly for their lives.  So good.

Well, that’s a bit much.  Let’s just say it feels pretty good to see the Democrats in disarray and Trump trolling them for all their worth.  Canada, Greenland, Panama Canal?  Oh, come on!

But it sort of feels that way.  After 2020 I thought I’d never feel enthusiastic about American politics again.  It was obvious that the other side would go to any lengths to rig an election; George Floyd riots, COVID, the sky’s the limit.  But somehow, we get this remarkable moment.  It’s almost like the Universe was saying sorry for abusing us as badly as we’d been.  It was like some cosmic do-over was decided upon and things were going to be corrected after some horrible mistake.  It’s as if the referees looked at the game video and reversed a bad call on the field and the play has been called back and we have another chance to win the game.

Now I know all of this is an exaggeration and really there’s nothing all that extraordinary going on.  After all, the Republicans have won plenty of elections and that never stopped them from screwing things up worse than if they had lost that election in the first place.  Think of Bush after winning 2004.  Think of Bush after winning in 1988.  For all I know Trump and company will screw things up so badly that 2028 will be an extinction event for the Right.

Sure, maybe.  But right now, I am experiencing elation, optimism, enthusiasm and I’m walking around with a smile in my heart.  And that’s in the midst of a cold snap here in Dunwich the likes of which we haven’t seen in a few years.  I can’t say how long it will last or whether Trump’s inauguration will affect it or not.  I only know it’s an unexpected gift and you don’t look a gift horse in the mouth.

A New Year’s Eve Look Back in Gob Smackedification

If 2024 had been the plot for a novel no one would have believed it.  The former president is running for the Republican nomination while under indictment in four separate cases in three separate jurisdictions.  He is found guilty in two of them even before the end of the primaries and every time a court case goes against him his popularity grows.  The incumbent Democratic candidate wins the primaries handily but drops out a hundred days before the election because he sounded like a talking turnip during the only debate.  The Democratic candidacy is handed over to the vice president because only she can legally use the multi-billion-dollar war chest but she also sounds like a talking turnip, albeit a slightly higher pitched one.  During the campaign the Republican candidate is put on open display by the secret service to not one but two snipers, one of whom misses a kill shot by fractions of an inch.

The media and the US government conspire to hide the incumbent president’s advanced dementia for his whole term in office, going so far as to claim he is actually some kind of political four-dimensional chess master while video evidence proves he’s forgotten how a door knob works.  When the election can’t even be stolen through massive blue city fraud the media claims that racism and misogyny are responsible despite the large gains the Republicans make among women and minority voters.  And as a parting absurdity the people in charge of the White House start rattling off thousands of blanket pardons including the president’s bag-man son who was already found guilty for various offenses large and small and whom the president had sworn he would never pardon.

And on the other side, the once and future Republican president has allied himself with a whole retinue of unlikely allies and future cabinet picks including the richest man in the world, a scion of the Kennedy clan and other heterodox individuals who would normally be anathema to a Republican administration.  And finally, the greatest absurdity of all is that this president-elect is someone like Donald Trump.  An almost cartoon character.  A caricature of the American huckster.  A modern-day P T Barnum.  But the only Republican to be honest about how the American political system is totally rigged against normal Americans.

And none of that even mentions incipient strains of World War III filtering out of the neo-con madness in Ukraine and with the Middle East in virtual flames as Gaza, Syria and Iran boil over in open war.  Just the other day the explosion of a weapons depot was so huge that some observers mistook it for a tactical nuclear weapon detonation.  And so, with just twenty days left before the end of the Biden presidency there seems to be no pause in the frenetic madness that has engulfed the world stage.

Looking back on this, stuns the mind.  To me this is the result of massive overreach.  When the Democrats unleashed George Floyd, COVID and election fraud in 2020 they pulled out all the stops and ran Washington like some private fiefdom.  And they brought in a collection of misfits and weirdos that couldn’t get out of their own way.  And so, they blew up the economy and unleashed actual stagflation.  They hid the stagnation part by putting everyone and his brother in government no-show jobs.  But the inflation was right out there for all to see and feel.  They tried to tell people that they shouldn’t believe their own lying eyes when looking at their empty wallets but instead bask in the glow of Bidenomics that was making them rich.  Of course, unless you’re an investment banker, tech entrepreneur or tenured Ivy League professor you probably don’t have a seven-figure 401K plan to offset the order of magnitude growth in the cost of housing and eggs but then again poor people should just shut up and vote Democrat.  Right?

So, as it turned out reality really is real.  And now the good(?) guys have their turn at bat.

I think I begin to understand how things speed up during these end of civilization events.  Once instability sets in, unbalanced parts of the system start to randomly knock into each other and catastrophic collapse is more or less inevitable.  Well, I guess this thing has to play out.  Perhaps 2025 will be a chance to do maintenance on the system and get it at least firing on an even number of cylinders.  Who knows?  Maybe Trump will turn out to be a Diocletian-like historical character who comes up with a patchwork solution to allow the empire to limp along for another century or two before complete collapse.

Well, there’s my annual pep talk.  Happy New Years and I’ll put together a look forward for tomorrow.

Looking Out Through the Overton Window

Here I am at Friday.  Now all that remains of my holiday week is a measly weekend.  But I won’t grouse (much).  In the afterglow from way too much rich food and late nights watching old movies I muse on the current political situation and wonder what the future holds.

And I’m reminded of something that has been said a number of times about Trump.  It’s not so much what he finishes as what he normalizes.  Before Trump the Republicans were so cowed by eight years of George Bush and eight years of Obama that their idea of innovation was volunteering to capitulate on citizenship for illegal aliens.  Was it Jeb Bush who declared it not a crime but an act of love?  And then Trump comes along and says he’ll build a wall and now eight years later Latinos vote him into office on the strength of his promise to deport millions of Latinos!  So, what is the lesson?  Stop being afraid of what your enemies will call you and instead worry about what your friends need.

And imagine if Trump applies that same idea to all of the problems that beset his constituency.  And who is his constituency?  I would say it’s everybody that isn’t in the elite or working directly for the elite.  That gives him a lot of ground to choose from.  There is an enormous opportunity to punish corporations that hire illegal aliens and/or off-shore their manufacturing plants.  Forcing these corporations to hire Americans should be job two (directly after deporting the illegals).

And another big population that voted for Trump was men.  Men broke for Trump.  Even a lot of non-white men voted Trump.  Well, how about he has our back by striking down feminist affirmative action everywhere it is found.  Women have been advantaged by the law and the bureaucracy for long enough.  Stop whining about being held back and just stand on your own two feet for a change.  No more quotas and no more special dispensations around physical requirements for things like fire-fighting and the military.  If you’re too weak for the job find an easier job.

And finally, finishing off the race hustlers who scream racism when they discover that equal opportunities don’t result in equal results is probably the most important thing about which Trump can shift the Overton Window.  I don’t expect Trump to achieve all of his results.  He may only deport a fraction of the illegals and only punish a fraction of the companies employing illegals.  He may only drain half the swamp.  But what he will do is change the argument from how quickly the Republicans should capitulate to the Left, into how to primary the RINOs that don’t follow his lead.

All of the old guard pundits who mocked Trump for the last eight years and declared him a fluke who won’t get anything done have been proven wrong.  Even the stupidest and most dishonest admit this is the Age of Trump.  He has tapped into an angry populism that can fuel major change if it is channeled skillfully.  Trump has four years to fix things.  If he comes close to doing that, his successor can follow in his footsteps and continue the job.  Namely, give us back our future.

A Better Grip

In the aftermath of Christmas I’m lazing around the house eating leftover desserts and reading whatever news and commentary appears on-line.  All things considered that’s a pretty relaxing way to end off Christmas week.  There were a few dominant buckets of news and opinion.  There were the, “What’s the first thing Trump will do?” and, “How can we stop Trump from doing anything?” and, “What will be Joe Biden’s legacy?”  Well, that last one will be easy to answer.  A VHS copy of “Weekend at Bernie’s” for the Biden Library.

But one of the more interesting things I listened to was Al Franken talking to some journalist about why Trump won or more exactly, why Harris lost.  So, this investigative reporter tried to explain to Franken that people voted against Harris because they didn’t like how their values were demeaned by the Democrats.

Now this idea had to rattle around in Franken’s head for a good long time.  His guest reminded him several times about Hillary calling people deplorables and even Obama lecturing working class people about clinging to God and guns.  And, of course, the idea of criticizing Obama disoriented Al Franken, “Are we allowed to say that?”  Eventually Franken even began to see how Latino men and even black men might eventually get tired of voting for a party that disrespects men and then actually vote for the white guy.  Of course, all this crazy talk had to be toned down and they both started genuflecting to Hillary Clinton and Kamala Harris and howling and shrieking Trump’s name because he’s evilll!

But it’s interesting.  They were devilishly close to uttering the statement that the Democrats have become the party of rich white people and Trump is the man of the people, even people who aren’t white.  Now that’s funny.  Al Franken was cast out during one of the #metoo pogroms because back when he was a comedian for Saturday Night Live, he committed some practical jokes against women that were sexual in nature.  If I remember correctly, the jokes were at about the maturity level expected of sixth graders.  For this he was cast out of the United States Senate.  This makes him one of the most severely punished Democrats falling afoul of cancel culture.  I wonder how this makes him feel about the whole left-wing culture project?  Losing a senate seat must really, really sting.  But I guess he still gets his money from the Left and money talks.

Well, anyway, it is interesting to see how even leftists can recognize obvious facts even if they defy all the tenets of their faith.  They may not be able to admit the consequences of those facts if they’re particularly blasphemous but they can tentatively poke at the facts with a stick and point out how they remind them of this or that thing that would make sense if it wasn’t so frighteningly close to admitting that Kamala Harris is an idiot and the Biden Administration was a dumpster fire.

So, you see, the Democrats have been working their way through the seven stages of mourning.  They may not be all the way to acceptance but they’re darn close.  What will come next is the search for a savior.  The most amusing name I heard floated was … Kamala Harris!  Of course we couldn’t get that lucky.  Even the crazy cat ladies of the Democrat establishment and their loyal eunuchs wouldn’t allow their political correctness to permit Kamala anywhere near the 2028 election.  Josh Shapiro or Gavin Newsom or even Bozo the Clown could get on the primary ballot but Kamala has chewed through (supposedly) $2.5 billion.  From what I’ve heard, the donors are kinda mad.  There are probably as many hit squads trying to get her as are after Trump.

So today was a relaxing day and although I am a little embarrassed to have bothered with the goofy stuff I read, it was a way to catch up with where the world is currently floating.  And it made me think.  Right about now Trump must be saying to himself, “Less than a month to go.  I better get a better grip on this tiger’s tail because I’m about to get a hell of a ride.  And so are we all.

Top Men Working on It – Part 2

Well, I enjoyed yesterday’s outing so much I thought I’d have another go at solving the world’s problems on Uncle Sam’s dime.  Here are some more projects to keep me off the streets and make the world a better place:

  • Stamp Out the Metric System. – That’s right. I want to outlaw it and insist that the freezing point of water is 32 degrees and the boiling point is 212 degrees.  And I’m talking Fahrenheit.  I want halves, quarters, eighths, sixteenths and thirty seconds of an inch as the way we measure lumber.  I want everyone to know that a pint’s a pound the world around.  I want horsepower, tons of cooling, foot-pounds, cubic yards, pounds per square inch and inches of mercury everywhere you look.  I want the speed of light to be 186,000 miles per second.  I want pounds and ounces and BTU’s and I don’t want any kilometers or kilograms or ergs or any of that European or Canadian jazz, thank you very much!  And I will back up my hatred with the force of Trumpian law.  Anyone found using a metric tape measure, scale, thermometer, pedometer or any other metric device will be subject to public dunking followed by banishment to Bogeyland.  And no one will be immune.  If I find out that Elon Musk is using metric tools and hardware on his cars, they will be forced off the roads.  And if his rockets are instrumented using metric units, the Air and Space forces will be authorized to shoot them out of the sky.  This may sound harsh but order must be maintained.  Some of you may claim that decimal units simplify and make calculations easier.  I say, calculations are supposed to be difficult.  So, suck it up!
  • Defund PBS and NPR and Subject the Personnel to the Inquisition – My hatred for these institutions knows no bounds.  Every time I heard some bow tie wearing doofus on NPR whispering softly about some pathetic cause he wanted me to espouse I had to change the channel.  Now it’s time for payback.  And closing down their operations and returning that money to the American people is a wonderful accomplishment.  But shutting them down is not enough.  I propose that a sort of Artificial Torquemada (AT) be programmed to subject these awful people to whatever punishments will make them suffer the most.  First off, their diet will be Big Macs and fries, morning, noon and night.  Secondly, a public address system will play a loop of Donald Trump’s greatest hits from his campaign rallies, played twenty-four hours of the day.  Each inmate will be provided with a mockup of the Sunday New York Times newspaper featuring a facsimile of the Times crossword puzzle but unfortunately, none of the possible answers will fit the spaces.  The gulag will have mandatory television viewing of reruns of Hee-Haw, The Dukes of Hazzard, Benny Hill, Home Improvement and Baywatch.  The prison library will consist of the collected works of Mickey Spillane.  And finally, every month there will be a special session where the inmates will be strapped into chairs and forced to watch a ten-hour compilation of the 2016 and 2024 election coverage including the rants and crying jags caused by the epic failures of the Clinton and Harris campaigns.  None of the inmates will be available for parole until under surveillance of a lie detector they can state honestly that “The 2020 election was rigged against Donald Trump through voter fraud.”

Okay so that’s enough for now.

Top Men Working on It

My recent thought experiment to determine whether the geometry of our universe is Euclidean or not has inspired me to get involved in the upcoming Trump Administration.  Just as Trump has farmed out budget cutting to DOGE, I would like to volunteer (well not for free though) my services to perform research that is woefully needed by the United States government.  I haven’t come up with a snappy acronym for my team but I’m working on it.

Here is a non-exhaustive list of some of the projects I’d like to tackle for Uncle Sam.

  • Global Warming – Now, this is a no-brainer. Up until now research on this subject has been performed by commies.  And no matter what information they get they “analyze” it until they can work it into a hockey stick graph that warns that the end of the world is imminent.  What is needed is an objective, scientific approach.  And that’s me all over.  I will analyze the hell out of that data and something tells me that my result will be a call for more fossil fuel and nuclear energy to stave off the next ice age which is already rearing its ugly head.  Also, I’ll perform a mass and energy balance and a cost analysis around such technologies as wind generators and solar energy panels.  Something tells me that the cost of each kilowatt hour taken over the usable life of the equipment and including the replacement cost of the equipment (not neglecting the cost of environmental remediation for mining and processing of heavy metals and other toxic materials) will be an order of magnitude higher than either fossil fuels or fission reactors.  Is it too much to ask to have the “climate scientists” hauled into court for fraud?
  • The Definition of a Woman – In a country where this

Is called a woman, things are not going to go well.  What I propose to do is convene a panel of experts.  I will use the most credentialed individuals available.  I will include married men, wedding planners, hairdressers, script writers from the Hallmark Channel, employees at grocery and clothing stores and shoe salesmen.  In addition, I’ll recruit a fair cross-section of guys found habitually at strip joints from across this great land.  Between them all we will work long and hard to come up with a consensus definition and if necessary, a list of qualifying and disqualifying “conditions.”  I’m sure the team will have a contentious and spirited discussion about everything from terminology to visual aids but we’ll make sure that the exhibit shown above or anything like it is never mistaken for a woman again.

  • My team will devote a full year to trying to figure out exactly which mental conditions Joe Biden and Kamala Harris are suffering from. After making an exhaustive study we will try to translate their last four years of speeches into rational English sentences.  Where no meaning can be found we will overlay those sections of the transcripts with pictures of kittens and puppy dogs.

So that will be a start.  Eventually we’ll expand out and solve all the problems of the multiverse.  But I will charge time and a half on weekends.  After all I’m only human.

Ho, Ho, Ho

I was trying to think what could be the most fortunate unexpected outcome from the Trump victory.  Well, we may have already seen some hints of what could be a larger reaction.  Comcast is laying off employees, reducing salaries and otherwise preparing MSNBC for its upcoming ejection from the corporation.  Rachel Maddow had her annual salary slashed by $5 million and there are several other senior staff who will either be let go or given a haircut.  And I have to imagine that Morning Schmoe’s pilgrimage to Mar-a-Lago with Lycra Spandexy in tow had to be motivated by fear of the network deep-sixing them in the new environment of a dominant Trump presidency.  And think about it.  What are the chances that MSNBC (or whatever they’re going to call it) can survive on its own with its decimated viewership and falling advertising dollars?  Oh, think of the howling if it shuts its doors!

Rumblings at CNN’s parent company are also ominous and plenty of multimillion dollar salaries are most probably hanging in the balance as ratings have cratered and executives are at a loss as to how they can justify paying that much money to talking heads who are only talking to themselves.

And the same thing is going on at the network news front offices.  George Stephanopoulos just cost ABC (Disney) $16 million for calling Donald Trump a rapist.  I can’t imagine that’s endeared him to the bean counters who have to pay his huge salary.  And several other entities are currently wrestling with libel lawsuits from the incoming president.

So, with all this as the backdrop I had a wonderful holiday dream.  Imagine if during the New Year, or even in late December, all of these media conglomerates simultaneously dumped all of these partisan hacks on the unemployment line.  What a wonderful present it would be to the whole right-wing world.  Couldn’t you just see Anderson Cooper, Joe Scarborough, George Stephanopoulos, Chris Hayes and Jake Tapper meeting in the waiting room of NPR headquarters as they all interview for some rinky-dink position on public television?  They’d be glaring at each other and checking their makeup in the mirror of their man-purses.

But why stop there?  How about all the newspapers and on-line publications?  I’m sure the Bulwark must be running a little low on billionaire funding right about now and I know the LA Times is looking to balance out their staff with more conservatives so since they’re not making any money over there it would make perfect sense to lighten the ship a bit.  And the same goes for the Washington Post, Vox, Slate, Politico and a host of others.  Thinking of all those Never-Trumpers in knife fights with the other flavors of commies in order to get a spot at the fryolator in Mickey Dee’s just does my heart good.

Now you may think I’m out of line here.  Okay, maybe all of this won’t happen by New Year’s.  But all of the indications are that left-wing journalism is already going through an enormous contraction.  YouTube, TikTok and X are dominating the market for news and entertainment and after their horrendous performance handicapping the 2024 presidential election even the devotees of the lefty news sources feel like they’ve been had.  There is a real sense that they were lied to about the credibility of Kamala Harris’s chances of winning.  Even late into election night they made pathetic attempts at describing the race as “close.”  And as soon as the last glimmers of hope had been extinguished, the intrepid reporters immediately switched over to their flipside; “She ran a flawless campaign and lost because of racism and misogyny.”  Okay, everyone but the most hopeless losers could see that women and black men voting for Trump couldn’t be construed as misogyny and racism.  Saying it over and over just makes you sound nuts.

So, I’m pretty hopeful that over the next few months we’ll be saying goodbye to a lot of old friends from tv and print news.  And just like when we lost Fredo and Don Lemon it will bring back memories of exactly why we detest them so much.  Well, anyway that’s the present I want Santa to leave me under the tree.  Ho, ho, ho!

A Modest Moratorium

So tonight, Camera Girl was unleashed on the baking supplies she’s been assembling for the last week or so.  Tomorrow our daughters and our granddaughter will be showing up at noon or so for the tradition grandma-cookie baking ritual.  Grandma cookies are Camera Girl’s mom’s recipe for what some people in the family call white cookies.  These are lethally addictive.  With a large mug of coffee (or milk for the kids) it’s almost impossible not to binge on every cookie that’s left in harm’s way.  It’s hard to believe that the ingredients are only things like flour, eggs, butter, sugar and vanilla extract.  There must be some cocaine or opium in them somewhere.

Well, anyway, tonight she baked alone.  She baked all the other cookies for the holiday.  She made oatmeal, chocolate chip, M&M and sugar cookies.  And then just to make sure I won’t survive the year she made a big pan of baklava.  Oh, man.  Even Zorba the Greek after dancing for a week straight wouldn’t be able to finish off the portion she made.  Between the butter, honey and walnuts I can see myself in the local emergency room receiving last rites as the intern on duty calls for the crash cart and the body bag.

Tomorrow I’ll be on a road trip to northern New England; to Vermont.  I’m riding shotgun just as company.  It should be fun.  Meanwhile the womenfolk will be bonding in the kitchen and indoctrinating Princess Sack of Potatoes in the mysteries of family tradition of the female variety.  All very sacred proceedings.  So, the holidays are progressing satisfactorily.

But it’s not as if all is normal.  After her latest shopping trip for the holiday supplies, Camera Girl was horrified at the increase in the prices of such staples as eggs, butter, flour and coffee.  I felt very sad for her so I tried to cheer her up by saying that after the holidays the prices would come back down based on supply and demand.  I think she could tell I was making it up but she forced a smile and we moved on.

Trump will have his hands full trying to fix the economy and deporting ten million illegals.  Just doing those things would be hard enough but he’ll have to do it in the face of not only a hostile Deep State but also the Congress.  The House has a razor thin Republican majority and the Senate is packed with RINOs who want to please their corporate paymasters and don’t give a damn about making America great.  Yes, he’ll have his hands full.

But despite all this resistance, I am surprisingly optimistic.  I was very pleasantly surprised by his victory.  And because of it, I no longer assume that the Left will have everything its own way.  Trump has seen a lot of the worst that the powers that be can do against him.  If he’s half as smart as I hope he is, he’s going to eliminate a very large number of his enemies from the ranks of many of the the agencies that he controls, basically the whole executive branch of government.  Unless he’s crazy he knows he has to eliminate large chunks of the management of the FBI and the Justice Department.  Once that’s done, I expect he’ll have an easier time dictating terms to the rest of the departments.  And in fact, after he has loyalists in charge of the FBI I wouldn’t be surprised if the various RINO senators suddenly become much more cooperative.  All of these people must have files that are kept for just such an eventuality.

Now maybe my optimism is foolish.  But the holiday is upon us and I think optimism is better for my digestion during this season of overeating.  January is the time for resolutions and facing facts.  So, unless a planet killing asteroid is discovered approaching Earth or I see the incoming ICBMs over Dunwich between now and Christmas I’m declaring a moratorium on gloom and doom.

I’m going to eat way too many cookies and much too much roast beast and spoil my grandkids and watch way too many old movies.  I think that’s a plan.

A Million Miles Away

In the last week or so there have been a number of reports about large drones flying over New Jersey and New York City.  When reporters have asked the Department of Defense and the FBI about this they were that the drones are unidentified.  But at the same time there was no sense of urgency by these agencies to calm the civilian population by assuring them that an investigation is in effect.  It was more or less a shrug of the shoulders and the comment that local law enforcement would handle these mysterious craft.

A congressman from New Jersey posited that there was a rumor that the drones were Iranian and that they were associated with a “mothership” based off the east coast in the Atlantic.  The Pentagon spokesman denied this and said there was no indication that the drones were foreign or controlled by adversaries of the United States.  But at the same time there was no indication how this could be known if the drones were unidentified.

So, then what is going on?

Well, of course I can’t prove anything.  But it occurs to me that Iran makes a lot of military drones and Russia uses an enormous number of military drones in the Ukraine war.  And both those countries are looking to make trouble for the United States because of military actions we have currently going on in their neighborhoods, in other words Syria and Ukraine.

Maybe they’re sending a message that they can retaliate for the attacks going on in their world.  Or maybe they’re scouting around to find the easiest or the most valuable targets to hit.  Well, isn’t that something!

And, of course, all of this is in response to US initiatives that were activated after the Democrats lost the November election.  After November 5th the United States gave Ukraine permission to use long range missiles in the Russian homeland.  And of course the toppling of the Assad regime by American proxies just occurred in the last week.  So, the State Department and the Department of Defense unleash chaos around the world and the blowback from it will hit home about the time President Trump is inaugurated.  Isn’t that something!

For me this just reinforces what kind of psychopaths we have running our foreign policy.  Antony Blinken and Victoria Nuland play their color revolution games with foreign countries and the blowback will be felt by innocent Americans and especially by our military that shouldn’t be put in harm’s way for egregious adventures that only alienate the rest of the world and benefit no one except the military contractors that feed off of the arms buildup that follows after these obscene plans are put in action.

Well, there’s basically nothing that can be done until that undead creature is finally packed into his mummy case and carted away from the White House.  Maybe we’ll get lucky and the other shoe doesn’t drop before January 20th and Donald Trump can inform our adversaries that sanity has reasserted itself over US foreign policy and that all ticking time bombs will be deactivated and we can start from a simple position of mutual hatred but without the added factor of sociopaths with delusions of grandeur running foreign policy for the world’s deadliest weapons stockpile.

Well, anyway, I’ve got my fingers crossed and I’m usually a pretty lucky guy.  It’s less than 40 days but why does it seem like a million miles away?

Counting Down the Days

At the rate things are going there won’t be much left of the world by Trump’s inauguration.  Israelis, ISIS, Turks and Iranians are scrambling to claim parts of Syria.  Romania has overturned their elections because the people chose the right-wing candidate.  Belarus, Georgia and Kazakhstan are seething with unrest.  South Korea has arrested the head of the military and is investigating their president for treason.  France’s parliament was dissolved through a vote of no-confidence and Trump has told Canada and Mexico that if they want any more money from him, they’ll have to agree to become parts of the United States.  And that’s on top of the usual carnage in Ukraine and the threat of nuclear war if NATO continues to allow their long-range missiles to target Russia.

Well, I don’t suppose that the State Department and the Department of Defense have anything to do with any of these events.  Do you?

I think what the geniuses in those departments don’t realize is that Trump thrives on chaos.  I forget which of Bill Clinton’s psychopathic advisors said, “Never let a good crisis go to waste.”  But Donald Trump has learned that lesson by heart.  I suspect that he will be using his authority to apply leverage on his enemies foreign and domestic.  The crises he will put to good use are the migrant crisis and the wars in Ukraine and Syria.

This week Trump met with France’s Macron and Ukraine’s Zelensky.  I think he gave both of them the same general message; prepare to make a deal with Putin.  We don’t know what Macron’s reaction was but Zelensky went ballistic.  He was so upset that he declared that Biden must allow Ukraine to become part of NATO before Trump gets into office.  Well, that’s not going to happen.  What will happen is unknown.  The neo-cons unleashed the chaos in Syria in hopes it would deter Putin from continuing his progress in Ukraine.  It doesn’t seem to have worked.  Chasiv Yar, Pokrovsk, Kurakhove and several other major Ukrainian defensive centers are on the edge of collapse and there does not seem to be a pause in sight.  The Ukrainians have decided to drop the draft age to eighteen to provide an additional 200,000 soldiers for the front but there seems to be a significant desertion rate occurring and mass surrenders are also increasing.  I suspect by January 20th things will be increasingly desperate for the Ukraine.

As for Syria, well, I hope Trump will be wise enough to leave Syria to those who want to burn their fingers on a boiling pot.  We have no business there.  And it looks like a trap for anyone who is stupid enough to think that trying to referee a free-for-all of raving religious lunatics is a good idea.  Think of Iraq.

As for his domestic enemies, cutting off the checks to sanctuary states like New York and California should be great sport.  New York especially has gone out of its way to antagonize Donald Trump through lawfare.  The least he could do is return the favor.  Something tells me there is an imbalance between what Albany can do to Trump and what Trump can inflict on the Empire state.

And finally, there is Trump’s main event; waging war on the Deep State.  There is the place where his personal desire for revenge and the country’s interests intersect beautifully.  Any and all havoc he can wreak on those bureaucratic tyrants will lessen their ability to torture us.  I think the DOGE initiative is exactly the way to tame the monster in Washington.  Freeze their salaries, brutally slash their ranks and reduce their power.  Actually, closing down divisions and departments would even be better.

Well, it’s a little more than a month so we’ll continue to hear about the chaos that the desperate minions in Washington are unleashing on the world.  But their days are numbered and they know it.