It's Just Another Day
This regime is anything but "American"
I’m not celebrating anything on this fourth day of the July 2025. As if the horrific dictatorial behavior of the Orange Sack of Shit wasn’t enough to have me quoting Macduff (“I have no words”), now we’ve witnessed the most massive theft and upward distribution of wealth in United States history.
Now we know why Republicans and their right-wing allies whined so much about funding for public assistance, Medicaid, and such: they wanted it for themselves and their obscenely rich donors. Several realities never occured to them:
Public assistance of any kind, especially SNAP and related prgrams, ocuupy a sliver in the budget pie—a veritable drop in the comprehensive ocean of federal spending. Nonetheless, its mere existence has been used to incense (mostly white) voters into a freenzy of taxpayer angst. Never mind the fact that the red-state poor are the major recipients of said benefits. It brings in votes and column-inches, and the typical low-information/intellectually-lazy Trumpian will lap it up and vote accordingly.
If the multinational corporations and the 2% (or 3 or 4 percent) paid their fair share of taxes, instead of having them cut yet again, they would still be filthy dirty rich. But, hey—that’s not the point, kids. This is all Trickle-Down Redux, and we who actually read books without pictures know what happens with that scam: the extra investments that are “supposed” to be made with all that tax-windfall moolah never materialize. Corporations use it to manipulate stock prices and wealthy types squirrel it away where it trickles nowhere but their pocketbooks. Yet the Republican machine continues to sell it by saying “It’ll be different this time,” another in the string of bald-faced lies embedded in the Big Bullshit Bill which the MAGA morons will swallow without chewing.
Oh, but look at that defense budget! More for the Pentagon to lose track of with a shrug of their star-spangled shoulders. No one in either major party has the vertebrae to tell those brassholes to find their MIA money if they want any more coin.
Currently my hope is that the electorate shows Republicans the door in 2026. I also hope that some kind of investigation unmasks the inconsistencies in the 2024 election results. For now, I refuse to wave the flag and pretend that all is well under a government that is slimier than the swamp it swore to drain.
I take little pleasure in saying that if 2026 doesn’t produce the desired results or if that Douche-Filter-in-Chief tries to eliminate elections (he keeps threatening to), I’ll purchase those M1911s and the AR-15 I’ve practiced with in Sacramento at the lovely left-wing gun club therein. I have a lot of family and friends whose rights—and even lives—may be at stake, and Mr. Steele ain’t havin’ it.