So it ain't over till the fat lady sings? Well, hell, I'll get out there and sing and gather around me any number one wishes for. We will sing out of joy and hope. We will sing out of fear as well, a fear that the existential danger to this country continues apace. We will sing to end the insanity that has consumed, and continues to consume this country without rhyme or reason. And heck, in the name of gender equality we will recruit fat men as well.
What the hell is going on in this country. Has every Republican legislator remaining in office lost their collective mind? Has Trump something on all of them so that it takes until they retire or quit for them to dredge up the remaining cinders of the flame of liberty, of justice, of America? What the hell is going on?
Elections are rife with surprises right down through the ages. Amendments passed or rejected, Truman over Dewey, the huge defeat of Goldwater. And people coming from behind as the votes are tallied, and yes, ALL the votes - mail in, military, late arriving - and these purposely delayed ballots by the crooked and corrupted postal system - one of the growing shames of our nation.
We have a demented man backed by the failing minds and spines and credos of too many others. We have a corrupted science segment that is continually being attacked by Trump, appointing ever weaker and less qualified people to departments and groups, demanding they echo his most unscientific statements. The King of Siam and Yul Brynner would grow hair on their heads at this outrage! What are we doing? What the hell is going on? I thought I heard all those fat ladies and men singing, but evidently too many crooked people are trying to drown them out.
America, the leader of the free world. Once. Not now. America, the ideal of free elections, role model to the world. Once. No more. America, where people from opposing parties could work together, where Presidents could and would appoint people from the opposing parties to offices. Once. No more. That is truly anathema to this dangerous and deadly killer clown of a man who claims he is the new Lincoln, even better, even as he takes on more and more of the persona and behaviorisms of Hitler. More and more.
Why, a week after the election, am I still writing about the dangers of this man and his evil cohort. Yes, evil, for I know of no other word that expresses what he is. I am told by some that he has done some good and so search for that. He moved the embassy to Jerusalem. Big deal, for what has it changed? He has pushed some states never before engaged in war with Israel, in fact were engaged in trade all along, to openly acknowledge this. Big deal. Nothing has actually changed. Arab states continue with their rhetoric of hate. As for trusting this man - NEVER! Those wheels on the bus are coated several layers thick with the blood and guts of those who displeased the would be self styled monarch of America. NEVER!
Even the very top office of Justice in America, the one meant to serve the people, not the President and his personal matters, even that and its head, Barr, a traitor to his oath as a lawyer and to Congress, no less, has been destroyed, twisted and turned into the personal bureau and lawyers for Trump. Even as the private firms he has hired are finally reaching their endpoint, beginning to realize that there are some cases that need to be avoided for the danger it represents. There is no reason at all to defend the attempts to destroy this country, to shatter its democracy, to throw all that it was and meant to be into the future. None at all, and to do so means abandoning all of one's own morals. Too many have already done so. Way too many. And why? That is the great puzzle, how so many good people , bright people, kind people, at least once, have allowed themselves to be suborned by this man, by his evil, by his cruelty and hatred, by lack of care for the nation, for all that is so wrong.
Trump shouts he has won, even as he has lost. Pence, the Devil's Spawn - told ya' so - shouts "it ain't over!" McConnell, that miserable man, urges on Trump, all the better to maintain his own supposed power, even as he kowtows to the Demented One and how will historians write of this man and his speech and actions? His descendants will not be pleased.
Even the military has been compromised, used to shoot civilians, used to threaten and crush. And who will pull that man out of the WH on January 21, 2021, when he refuses to leave? Will the Joint Chiefs realize their position and do what is right or not? That question keeps me up at night and for sure drowns out the fat people choir.
Even as large donors are refusing to fund this insane campaign against reality, the truth of the matter, Trump and his enablers, his sycophants, continue on. Even as Biden begins his work to heal the nation in so many ways, the petty and corrupt person appointed by Trump to the GSA refuses to do her job-and receives kudos for that by the corrupted and rusted out GOP. Even as FOX News - FOX!! - cuts away from McEnany and her false statements, trying to disguise them as facts.
We have all forgotten where we all came from. We all came here from elsewhere, we or our parents and grandparents, it does not make a difference, for all came here to improve life, to provide a better one for their children, for a chance. Neil Diamond's song, "Coming to America" spoke of that urge, that rush of immigrants, whether others welcomed them or not. Today there are more wishing to come, from every corner of the globe, by any means possible and risk it all for that chance. Nothing will change that and nothing will change the contributions of immigrants to this country.
And so, today, this morning and for too many more to come, I will have to write of the worries and concerns, that this battle is not yet over, even though we won, fair and square despite the nasty tactics of the opponents. Calling all fat people, in body and soul, come and sing, sing loud and strong, sing with hope, with desperation, with all that you have for so much is at stake. SING! Just as the Phantom of the Opera demanded. SING! Louder and louder. Higher and stronger than ever before. If we do not, if you do not, then we are lost and fat people will indeed be scarce upon the ground or dwelling in this once upon a time great country.
I cannot believe this! I cannot believe I cannot switch my attention to other matters, other people, other musings. Sing!! Sing!!! Sing!!!! Or what we will hear instead will be the cries of the wounded, the screams of the bereaved, as we enter a new phase of a new Civil War. And the notes of the fat people will be lost within the noise.
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