February 8, 2017 by David K. Sutton
Reader Emails: O Brother, Where Art Thou?
Email conversations with Left Call readers. Published with consent.
LC Reader:
What happened? It seems like these past few months there’s been a nonstop gravy train of blog fodder. Why so few posts?
Left Call:
I’ll tell you what happened. The Donald happened! I believe I may be suffering from Trump disillusionment. Do they make a pill for this? — That’s right, it’s called beer. Really strong beer.
I couldn’t agree more when you say it’s been nonstop. But where you say “blog fodder,” I say “demoralizing shit storm.” Although, I did manage to post twice in January, and obviously that was an improvement over the big fat zero the previous month!
Sure, it’s been a nonstop Trumptonian news cycle, but I feel like it’s essentially the same every day with only subtle variations. It’s a toxic brew of mind-bending, psychological, manipulative, ripped-from-a-dystopian-novel, with swarming flies and all, horse shit! And apparently we can’t produce enough of it to keep up with demand! I’ve had my fill of it, and I try to push it all aside, only for the cold hard reality to slap me in the face and splinter every last nerve ending because I remember…four more fucking years! Are you fucking kidding me?
It is only weeks into this administration, and I can’t bring myself to listen to this guy anymore. Trump, our glorious leader, is reduced to brief sound bytes, lest I go insane. Obviously trying to avoid Trump entirely is impossible, but you won’t find me going out of my way to hear his latest ramblings, and so I certainly will not hang on his every word. Why? Because we already know what this bloviating ignoramus is going to say. We know how this orange effete asshole is going to respond. Whatever the question, we will get the same Trump bravado, the same Trump claims, the same Trump narcissism, the same Trumped-up statistics.
So what’s the point? Why tune in? A Trump answer is one without substance, but nonetheless he still finds a way to say something provocative, which of course the media can’t get enough of. But I don’t care about the provocative things he says, because it is meaningless, or at least that’s what I tell myself until I remember what he says can’t be meaningless because he’s the God-damn bogus fucking POTUS, trying to provoke us, while putting us on notice, and making me lose my focus!
Where’s the Tylenol?
And hey, thanks for the encouragement!
