#544: Dear America, Happy 4th of July

I have started
to despise Bill Maher,
but when he says
he’d rather vote
for Biden’s head
in a jar than see
Trump in the White
House, I’m with him
again. I hate this
place, where we
are, with this choice,
but I know at least
that Biden is a
good man and I
am confident he’s
surrounded by men
and women who
are likewise good.
If he keels over
while in office,
I still feel like
we might be in
good hands. Whereas,
Trump and the Heritage
Foundation with
their Project 2025
scare the living
shit out of me.
I don’t want to
live in that America.
Everyday I find
myself in despair
that so many
of my countrymen
and women do
not see Trump
for what he is–
or they absolutely
see him for what
he is and either
don’t give a shit
or sincerely want
this for us. I’ve
been embarrassed
for America before,
the Iraq war, nearly
that entire first
decade of the 21st
century, but this is
a whole new level
of shitshow, and we
are on the cusp
of the last of us,
and I’m not talking
about a zombie
apocalypse. Dear
America, Happy
Fourth of July.
While you’re out
there blowing up
your shit and
terrorizing the animals,
I hope you stop, pause,
take a moment to
think about what
you’ve done. We’re
running out
of time. The
suspense is
killing me
and, if the first
Trump presidency
wasn’t the death
of us, the result
of the 2024
election might
just finish us off.