THE BOMBS THAT DID NOT BURST IN AIR

As of today, Trump is device president.

Whether or not those bombs were planted by a Democrat or a Republican really does not matter.

What matters is what provoked them to do it.

Yesterday, a plot by two middle school girls, ages 11 and 12, who had brought knives to school to attack their fellow students, was foiled. Hold on to that image. We will return to it.

For now, welcome to the Uncivil War, which in many ways is a direct descendent to the Civil War, which as of today, has still not ended.

In this era where icons of the Confederacy have fallen, the new reconstruction is being created not by a visionary, but a leader unskilled in combat who is, in fact, a prime-time version of a passive-aggressive coward.

Trump has never been in the construction business.

He has been in the debt and destruction business which has always been fueled by spectacular feelings of uncontrollable impotence. He fighting tactics were taught to him by his mentor who was a self-loathing, closeted homosexual whose only pleasure was the complete and very public humiliation of his enemies

Trump is the cover boy of Myth Magazine. 

It’s all been about bluster and revenge. Everything about him is fake. His nonaccomplishments, his non-abilities, his everyday Halloween costume all help him create, like a child, his own distorted, made up reality, which allows his severely limited imagination to convince him that he is a big boy.

Any other normal, compassionate leader would have treated yesterday as an act of war and acted accordingly. Instead, Trump held a self-clapping rally for himself.

Whenever he HAS to deliver a grown-up message, he begrudgingly reads pre-written scripts off of a monitor or handwritten, by someone else, notes without an ounce of feeling and even resentment. 

No ones puts baby in the corner.

You can sense his discomfort with every single syllable delivered because he resents being the caretaker that much. And he despises sharing the spotlight. He is Baby June for Gypsy who just wants desperately to entertain you while desperately wanting approval that he will never, ever, ever get. That is why he exaggerates the numbers at his rallies and to this day, can’t cope with the fact that Hillary won over three million popular votes than him.

But here is the danger: with great irresponsibility comes a great abuse of power and the result of which is what you saw happen unfold yesterday.

It’s too bad that over the last few decades, anyone who was in business with Trump didn’t have an emergency alert go off on their phones. 

That sudden, frantic, siren warning has long been coming.

We have been waiting for it for almost two years. 

While Rome has been on fire, the White House has been Ground Nero, steeped in corruption that has already resulted in multiple felonies, faster than any other administration in American history. 

We all know that it was Putin’s deepest desire to destroy America from the inside out. That moment of astonishing treason in Helsinki, where Trump took a Kaper-knee to Putin, will remain seared in my memory banks forever. Ironically it was the single most transparent moment of Trump’s life. It was like he suddenly emerged from deep beneath all those levels of subcutaneous orange, bleached whale blubber and finally showed the world his true cowardly, treasonous, I would do anything for a buck self. His real self-emerges with every round of golf and every caviar and the Champagne-swilling moment at MoreandMore-a-lago.

Trump’s failure and feeling of impotence are sadly contagious, especially amongst religious zealots and incredibly gullible, desperate people and that has finally resulted in this day of Roycohning.

The meek have become the mob and they are now just as armed and dangerous as those two middle school girls, age 11 and 12. 

Professor Harold Hill, aka Mr. 76 Trombone spur, has convinced his followers that they can make beautiful music together when in truth all they can produce are the sounds of rage and racism in the key of blame. 

They think that President Johnny Reb is the answer to taking out all them smarty pants politicians. What they do not and will ever get it that President Johnny and his Grand OLD party are the ones are plotting to rape and pillage them out of their paid-by-THEM, healthcare, social security, and Medicare. 

Mitch McConnell continues to blame all those precious lifesaving provisions, for the now huge debt that has been created by tax cuts for the rich that was guaranteed to never help the lower and middle class. All it has guaranteed is a huge Trump style financial catastrophe and sadly, there is no Fred Trump to bail us out.

Forget the New York Times, we are now in Medieval Times. Despite what the founding fathers wanted, there not only is no separation between church and state (which was a provision created as an anti-tyranny campaign), but a complete perversion of Christianity has emerged, which to me, is emblematic of any TV evangelist who raises millions from the poor to buy private jets, crystal palaces and mansions for themselves.

The biggest and most laughable part of the pro-life movement is that they care about the fetus more than they do the lives of gunned down children.

In the grand tradition of grab it all governments past, Kavanaugh has already helped defeat the Native Americans, by making it impossible for many of them to vote.

The truth is, every single member of the GOP in power today from Trump to Nunes, to Ryan to McConnell to Graham, Gowdy and Grassley are our real mortal enemies because they do not give a flying fuck about you. They just know how to pander to your faith by pretending that they are men of God which is nothing more than the Ted Cruzi-fiction of America.

This is not about both sides of the aisle toning down any kind of rhetoric. This is about an irresponsible asshole and his willing, conspiratorial minions who have gone too far, who has put every man, woman, and child in mortal danger

This is about the unchecked power of a sociopath who is flying over the rotting corpse of the neediest, like a circling vulture, to see what sirloin he can still pick off from their bones while the going is good.

Those bombs which did not burst in air yesterday were midterm votes cast and the message, to the Trump followers, was emergency alert loud and crystal clear.

They now have permission to kill.

They have permission to insult people from other countries in Starbucks and the appropriately named Target.

They now have permission to grab women’s genitals on airplanes.

They now have permission to body slam men and women whose job requirements are written into the Constitution that none of them, including Trump, have read.

Beneath all this, is one thing and one thing alone: their fear and abject rejection of change. 

The fear that they are about to become a minority. 

That their church sponsored tunnel vision form of based-on-zero-tangible-reality-hoping for a miracle-faith and their Fox News reported version of life is going to be challenged or even destroyed and that LGBTQ people are the agents of it, as they are being preached to by the High Priests of Chaos, Conspiracy Theories and white extremism in the form of Alex Jones and Rush Limbaugh and any other get rich quick “conservative” radio host, who are all making the very same kind of killing as your sitting President.

Trump, this self-serving rally buffoon, has become the life-endangering face in the crowd, who continues to make a fortune from his presidency while he and the rest of the 1% of American sleep soundly on Satan sheets, while way too many American families live below the poverty line and sleep in cars and live in fear that their pre-existing conditions will become a sudden and swift death sentence. Again: right-to-life my ass.

I have no idea what the Soviets will do to screw up our election but the only path towards a feeling of stability and sanity is to become proactive and show up in millions to vote. 

And if we get cheated out of it again, then let the revolution begin.