I see a bad moon arising
I see trouble on the way
I see earthquakes and lightning
I see bad times today
‒ Creedence Clearwater Revival, 1969
Those lyrics were written during the Vietnam war, but today they’re more relevant than ever as a dire warning. The forecast calls for severe turbulence for the next four years! We must hunker down and prepare ourselves for this nasty stool storm.
November 5, 2024 — Terrible Taco Tuesday — we elected a new president. Although the MAGA people call it a landslide, it was only one French fry away from a Happy Meal for the Democrats. The election results were like tainted tacos for 71 million Kamala Harris backers, who are still feeling the adverse gastrointestinal effects.
I wasn’t surprised; I was sickened. How did Trump pull this off? In the end, I think he was a slick used car salesman with a mesmerizing spiel. His rhetoric is like fast food laced with MSG: it enhances the flavor, so his followers gobble it up to the point of gluttony, not even knowing what they’re consuming. MSG won’t hurt you… but his rhetorical BS will…
And as for Trump’s convoluted “weave,” I thought he was talking about his hair?
The election was like a national biopsy and the news is not good. We have found what we always suspected: a diabolical cancer that has metastasized throughout the body politic. The only cure is large doses of the truth.
And like all life threatening ailments, we need to adopt a positive attitude, and never give up hope. The medicine that America so desperately needs is love and compassion, as opposed to hate and cruelty.
It’s a shame that, “they’re eating the cats, they’re eating the dogs,” proved more effective than, “Let me help you buy your first house.”
Nonetheless, Donald Trump is President-elect, but nothing has changed. He’s still a convicted felon, a pathological liar, and an insurrectionist. The election did not expunge his record, but the win may allow Trump to avoid all federal charges against him.
Keep in mind, after losing the 2020 election, he had the lowest approval rating of any president – yet here he is. Whether we like it or not, the Donald is our 47th president.
Russia congratulated Trump’s win by posting nude photos of Melania all over State TV – and laughed about it continually. But to Trump’s delight, the Taliban actually congratulated America for not handing over the presidency to a woman.
At the moment, we liberals (and our little dog, Toto) seem to be wandering through the darkness without a compass. We are ignoring the man behind the curtain and we know that clicking our heels together three times won’t work. But not to worry, we have a built in GPS when it comes to seeing the light.
We just have to persevere and plot a new course of action. Despite that bad moon on the rise, we shall overcome!
Looks like that band of escaped monkeys ended up at Mar-a-Lago.
And speaking of flying monkeys: Trump is busy populating his administration. Busy, busy, busy. He’s doing the work of three men! (Moe, Larry and Curly.)
Some of the old miscreants such as Stephen Miller, that wretched little munchkin, is back like a recurring case of herpes. Elon Musk seems to be moving in on the Donald, and Kim Jong Un is pissed. He thought he was Trump’s main squeeze and his fellow dictator.
RFK Junior might head up the Heath department, and his first act will be to fire 600 scientists. (That make’s perfect sense. What do they know?) Of course, he will likely ban all vaccinations. Their new Health Slogan: Make Polio Great Again! (People must not know that George Washington vaccinated all of our revolutionary troops for smallpox. Martha, too. Look it up!)
A Facebook friend (and I use the term lightly) stated: “I’d rather have a felon than a farce in the White House!” Well, now he’s got both… and a long list of scary clowns…
Border Czar: Tom Homan. The guy who championed the family separation policy in the first Trump administration. He will be in charge of the largest mass deportation in history, rivaling Andrew Jackson’s sordid Trail of Tears. (Somebody forcing my wife and me to move to Oklahoma would be a horrifying nightmare!)
Homeland Security Director: Kristi Noem, Trump’s YMCA dance partner and infamous dog killer. I know we’ll all sleep well at night, knowing this choreographer is our security chief.
Secretary of Defense: Pete Hegseth, Fox News weekend morning chat show host. Unqualified and inexperienced, this hawk will be in charge of the greatest military the world has ever known. (Somebody please talk me down from the ledge!)
Secretary of State: Little Marco Rubio. You have got to be kidding.
Ambassador to Israel: Rev. Mike Huckabee. This spells the end for the Palestinian people. Luis Moreno, former ambassador: “I unfortunately was exposed to him during his visits to Israel back in the day. Full blown fanatic of the End of Times, Apocalypse, Israel’s destruction, etc. A true and utter nut case. Couldn’t be a more dangerous selection.”
Director of National Intelligence: Tulsi Gabbard. A blatant security risk. She has spread Russian disinformation and has questionable ties with Syrian president Assad. An extremely frightening selection.
What could be worse?
U.S. Attorney General: Matt Gaetz, a right-wing hack… and a nomination that Sean “Diddy” Combs would really appreciate.
These nominees are Trump zombies right out of Tony Orlando and Dawn of the Dead! I’m surprised that Hulk Hogan and Hannibal Lecter are not included — yet.
FYI… Here’s Trump’s list of things to do:
Get PP tapes from Putin; Tariffs for Everyone; Mass Deportation of Vermin; Enact Project 2025; Ignore Climate Change; Subvert Democracy; Destroy NATO; Abandon Ukraine; Deny Women’s Rights; Embrace Fascism; Punish All Detractors; Take Credit for Biden’s Economy; and Lock Hillary Up!
Hope you got your things together, hope you are quite prepared to die. Looks like we’re in for nasty weather, one eye is taken for an eye.
And with any pending dangerous storm, we can only hope for the best, and expect the worst.
DC has been a frustrated musician for over fifty years, and now has decided to become a frustrated writer. Learn more at DCDuncan.com. He’ll keep you posted.