An already imperiled nation is on Trump’s chopping block
With the death of Supreme Court Justice Ruth Bader Ginsburg, the final veil between president Trump and his adoring public has been lifted; he no longer needs to even pretend to woo them as their savior.
Now he gets what he’s always wanted
Before Justice Ginsburg’s body has cooled and the celebrations of her vast contributions begin, Trump turned away from her dying plea, and readied his troops for the fight he has longed to wage — the battle to dismantle all that is left of an already Trump-tattered Republic. Now he can, in full, proud, and unrepentant voice, claim the summit of his darkest ambitions: a raw, soulless peak from which he can view the wreckage of an America he has long hated.
Now he can openly revel in the coarse attributes of which he is most proud:
- his oafishness;
- his dishonesty;
- his misogyny;
- his brutishness;
- his inarticulateness;
- his ignorance;
- his racism;
- his disrespect for intellect, rank, forthrightness and courage;
- his dismissal of heroes and the nation’s fallen warriors
- his predilection toward immorality and familial creepiness;
- his total lack of empathy for the downtrodden, disabled, different, poor, damaged, and lost;
- his fondness for fictitious narratives and absurd plots and myths
- his inability to comprehend the possibility that there is suffering in the world;
- his wont to place his family in high government seats of power while they continue to reap the benefits of the Trump Organization;
- his insane consistency in handing out key Cabinet and agency roles to crooks, shysters, scammers, schemers, and idiots;
- his disdain, disparagement, and death wishes for the national media.
And that is just the short list.
No time to mourn RGB without Trump’s distractions
The nation will have no time to mourn the passing of one of the mightiest role models our children could ever have because Trump will find ways to swirl the already turbid waters of his administration with new outrageous claims, new lies, new denouncements, new false Great this and new false Great that.
He now has an open field upon which to array his followers as a hypnotized army of “Trump the God Who Leads Us Into the Valley of the Shadow of Donald,” from which there are no still waters, nothing to restore their souls, no paths of righteousness. Only Donald’s cup runneth over, you misbegotten army of Kool-Aid drinkers, only you don’t know it yet.
An October surprise is on the horizon
Do not be surprised, then, when, before election day, Trump, in league with Mitch McConnell, has managed to wrangle a successful nomination and Senate vote of a far right justice to tarnish the seat occupied by the irreplaceable Ruth Bader Ginsburg…to Trump, there is no glory in being kind of heart, pure of motive, beloved, revered, and caring.
For Trump, Ginsburg’s death is only a portal through the looking glass into a land of soulless aspirations.