Wonderful news from the Trump administration! Fresh off declaring victory over the climate crisis by gutting NOAA and the EPA comes the announcement by Chris Wright, the newly appointed Energy Secretary, that fossil fuels are the energy of the future! It’s just one fracking thing after another with this crew, innit? Still, one has to be buoyed by his optimism.
Replacing Biden’s “myopic” focus on climate change is a new, clear vision for prosperity. We need to think big, like no one’s ever thunk before, and we’re already well on the way. Remember how the world used to be powered, and how cities like New York were hip deep in horse manure? Now, we aren’t fouling a few individual cities here and there, but have spread it out in the whole atmosphere, because of the forward-looking policies of men with a good stake in the oil industry: the trusted architects of our future. And we can continue to expand indefinitely, while still producing massive amounts of horseshit for the citizens of America.
But how, say the petrified pansies of progressivism, can we ignore the existential implications of a continued reliance on climate-destroying fossil fuel?
Goodness gracious. Fan me with a hanky pulled out of my bodice, amiright?
We’re going to have the brightest future ever. White-hot. The trick is that we’ve shortened it. We’ve stripped it of its non-essential elements. We have sent DOGE in after it and gotten rid of the inefficient years. 2028-2032, for instance, when the anticipated electoral backlash hits, they’ve been let go. And judicious cuts have been made down the line so that we’re only looking at another hundred and ten years, all told, which will be the most beautiful years mankind has ever experienced. You will love them, I can promise you that. Most of you.
We’re also bringing back racism, which has been treated very unfairly. What is racism, after all, but an expression of pride in one’s heritage? Racism is for everybody: whatever your race, you should be proud of it, for we all have something to contribute. Some of us have snappy rhythm, some of us make fine noodles, and some of us excel at subjugation and dominance. It’s a celebration of the family of man.
We’re also revisiting war, but this time we’ll nail it, we’ll be done with all the little skirmishes, and we’ll go big. World War III, baby. People who are afraid of going big are the same people sniveling about health care and food security. Losers and haters.
In addition, the new secretary of the Department of Health and Human Cervixes is anticipating the return of polio by positioning himself in ventilation and mobility equipment. Trepanning is making a comeback too. If it was good enough for our Civil War heroes, and the Incas, it’s good enough for us. And the practice of drilling holes into people’s skulls should meet with little resistance since we softened everyone’s brains.
So raise a glass to the future! Gonna be wild. It will last about eighty years longer than Elon Musk’s predicted lifespan. Don’t worry about him. His severed head will have been cryogenically packed and readied and sent directly to Mars upon detection of nuclear fallout above a certain threshold level, and assuming all goes well, will not land upside down for eternity. He’ll be fine. He won’t be any lonelier than he is now.
Our local indivisible and a nearby community’s Rising invited our US rep to a townhall last night. Surprise, he never responded. But 200 constituents did. And we had great speakers. We had a professional on veterans benefits who talked about the cuts to medical care to people who had put their life on the line for our country. We had a hospital benefits coordinator who spoke on the effects of cuts to Medicare and Medicaid and how a rural hospital is already closing in our community due to insurance contracts that are not sustainable. We had a college professor from a nearby campus talk about education cuts and horrible policies and and professor about immigration stories (spoiler alert – there is no way the planes sent to El Salvador are coming back and he thinks the men will be released into the jungle and probably die, if they survive prison since the space is limited and more planes will go. AND we had a past president of the Farmer’s Union who spoke at length on the effects of policies like USAID and immigration and others on local farmers. And how six large farming operations in our state had USAID contracts and how all that information of who they were has been scrubbed from federal and state websites. And our r state claims not to know who they were.
I have been an Indivisible member since 2018. It is mostly the same group of women, pretty much my age. Last night we had 200 people and I bet over 1/3 were men, many Viet Nam veterans and/or farmers. He is hitting his base.
Now the question is – what will we do about it? We need a leader to rise.
I truly believe the audience included people who voted for him and never thought these policies would affect them. But is it too late.
The fact that your US Rep didn’t respond may have been a blessing in disguise. It seems like the speakers you had were MUCH more informative than any mere politician would be. I don’t know if you did this or not, but in the future, it may behoove you to alert the media about these town halls. They can spread the word as to how the politicians were pussies and never showed, and how angry their constituents are.
We all have to take a tack from the Peter Finch character in the movie “Network.” “I’m mad as hell, and I’m not gonna take it anymore!”
I’m a little hesitant to repeat the “we need leaders” bit. We have many, many great leaders in Congress, many stellar voices. Not one has access to that magic white horse. WE are the people who need to show up, as you did. More of that, please. There’s little any given congresscritter can do now, alone. But with all of us standing up? Nothing they can’t do.
What a great country we have now with the maggots! Once again like in the good old days, we’ll be able to send our kids down to the railroad tracks to scrounge for all that free coal laying around to heat our homeless shelters.
I’ve been struck by the fact that everyone addressing homelessness seems to talk about building more affordable housing or shelters but–to me–the elephant (ha) in the room is our massive income disparity, due to get even worse. For decades now wealthy people have skewed prices upward. The old days of saving for a house and then paying off a mortgage with 20% down are gone. You, Mrs. Pennies-in-the-jar, no matter how much you work and save, cannot compete with people offering a few hundred thousand over the asking price.
I swear your country gets scarier by the minute. I’m very much in favour of sending Musk’s head to Mars though, but without the cryogenic packaging.
It’s not like he could get much colder.
As always, I had to google something in Murr’s post — trepanning. Good lord. How medieval.
I’ve been under a rock since the election. I am just now beginning to come out from under and take a look at what’s happening and what I can do about it. I recently stated that I planned to quit being an elections worker. I received a letter from the Elections Board thanking me for my work and offering a $100 bonus to work again. I’ll think about it. It’s not the hundred bucks. It’s trying to keep democracy.
The rising tide of joyous inevitability that I felt during the Harris campaign dropped me like a rock when so many voters went for Trump. What a shocking disgrace and utter moral failure.
I saw a gentleman at the grocery store last week wearing a Harris-Walz hat. I stopped to talk with him. He shared a conversation he’d had with a Trump supporter, who angrily demanded WHO Lost the election? He replied — America lost. The country lost.
There are a lot of Trump signs in my neighborhood. Recently many of them were vandalized with spray paint. Now I can enjoy the huge sign that has a monumental phallus and testicles blotting out the word Trump.
I’m in a neighborhood in which neighbors painted a whole intersection with Ruth Bader Ginsburg’s face. I’m utterly startled when I see a Trump sticker. It’s a bubble, but I’m staying in it. Except to march. April 5th people! Check it out and be there: https://act.womensmarch.com/survey/April5Pledge_Typeofaction
Regarding housing: Much of the housing and land is being bought up by private equity and investors. Some communities have started to fight back by setting limits on how many properties can be owned by out of state buyers. And some state legislators have begun to focus on this problem as well. It has taken a while for people to realize what has been going on and begin to find ways to deal with ‘real estate greed’.
We are so much better off when all of us are better off. And billionaires are not interested in that. Not at all.
My wife and I were working on a crossword puzzle (from the New Yorker) and came upon the writer Mark Dery. Apparently he also wrote an essay titled “Black to the Future.” but it was on another topic. In it he coined the term Afrofuturism which sounds like a much more promising prospect tham our current administration is offering.
Just when I think I made something up! Oy! I have to agree: nothing currently is selling the white race, let alone its notion of supremacy, to me.
This is why they want to destroy education. They don’t want people to know — well, anything. As one of millions of examples, all mention of Ira Hayes was just scrubbed from gov’t websites. Civilization is entirely the creation of white christian males, right?
Now D.O.D. says they’re putting it back. Must have been a lot of screaming…
It’s all so goddam blatant.