The federal government has now been under a partial shut
down for nearly a month. In what began as an act of pride and
prejudice—an attempt to build, like some modern Hadrian, a monument
to himself, and fund that enterprise by naked racist appeal;
Disgustus now finds himself trembling before the likes of Limbaugh
and Coulter while stories of families being evicted, workers unable
to buy groceries or medicine haunt the news. The bastard 'president',
finds himself alone performing unnatural acts upon his cheeseburger
as he twits away his presidency.
Famously captured on tape telling Senate Minority Leader
Chuck Schumer and soon-to-be House Speaker Nancy Pelosi that he would
happily take the credit for closing down the government unless he got
his wall, Disgustus now finds himself boxed into a corner, his
support bleeding and, in his words, taking a beating.
Indeed according so a recent Gallup poll, Disgustus has
now lost the support of a majority of white voters who do not have a
college education. Confronted with the spectre of the loss of the
'great unwashed', Disgustus took to the airwaves earlier in the month
addressing the nation from the oval office.
Many in the media, Joe Scarborough of MSNBC among them,
openly questioned whether the networks should broadcast the speech,
noting that little would be added to the discussion and much would be
added to the level of misrepresentation by this White House. Some
suggested taping the speech and then interrupting Disgustus on the
replay with fact checks setting the record straight. Nevertheless,
the networks broadcast the speech.
It was bad enough that the media gave Disgustus the
national stage, but not content with presenting a shit-storm of lies
Disgustus, taking to the internet before the speech made an appeal
for campaign contributions. As reported by Lawrence O'Donnell in the
aftermath of Disgustus' performance, Trump made an appeal for
contributions to support the wall, but in the footnotes the money was
to go to the re-election committee. So here we have our bastard
'president' using an oval office speech in order to solicit, by
invidious means, campaign contributions. Another norm of decency
shredded as this clown further defiles the office.
This dispute is ostensibly about building the wall.
Disgustus presents it as a barrier holding back the brown hordes
threatening our southern frontier. Those familiar with its origins
speak of the wall as a means of reminding candidate Disgustus to
mention immigration on the campaign trail. When he discovered that
mentioning a wall brought a roar of approval, it became a stock item
in his stump speech. Later he added the proviso “and Mexico will
pay for it”, because he quite rightly ciphered that the Generation
of Swine is not about to pay for anything.
The President of Mexico was having none of it, telling
tRUMP and then the world that Mexico isn't about to pay for any
'fucking wall'. That left Disgustus trapped in a corner with his
pants down.
Hemmed in by Mexico's obstinance on one side, Coulter,
Limbaugh and his rabid base on the another, and the resistance and
disgust of the Democrats and independents on another, Disgustus has
become a cornered rat looking for some way out.
So he called the Democrats to the White House to
'negotiate', beginning the meeting declaring that he wants 5.7
billion dollars for this monument to himself. The lady said no.
Disgustus, not familiar with such a rebuff, declared the meeting over
and stormed out the room. Pelosi, emerging on the White House Lawn,
told the nation that the 'president' behaved like a petulant child,
having a temper tantrum and, reminding the nation that federal
workers cannot simply call daddy to fund the household until this
storm passes, suggested that perhaps the Disgustus intransigence had
something to do with his inferior sense of masculinity.
A few days later, Disgustus, still searching for an
exit, called together a delegation of House Democrats in representing
conservative districts hoping to peel them away from the Speaker. It
didn't work. The Lady said NO!
Then came the shot across the bow when early this week
Speaker Pelosi sent a letter to Disgustus disinviting him from
appearing in the House Chamber to deliver the State of the Union
address.
“The
Communique was at once excruciatingly polite and brutally dismissive,
driving home how the power dynamic has shifted on Capitol Hill”
wrote Michelle Cottle in The
New York Times, “if anyone has the chops to manage Mr. Trump's
brattiness, it is Ms. Pelosi.
In a tit for tat, Disgustus took away military aircraft
in which members of Congress were to visit Afghanistan and Iraq.
“It was a transparent bit of retaliation for Ms.
Pelosi's taking his big television moment away from him—not to
mention a blatant attempt to drag the speaker down into the sort of
cheap playground tussle at which the president excels.”
As Ms. Cottle notes, Speaker Pelosi is no stranger to
the male ego; the chauvinist braggadocio and the insecurities it
betrays. She was dismissed as an “airhead” by Democratic
Leadership when she early in her career sought the leadership of the
national party. She struggled with and finally transformed the 'boys
club' that has been the United States Congress. She is nothing like
the moronic neophyte presently occupying the Executive Mansion.
“This
time around,” Observed Ms.
Cottle, “Ms. Pelosi is aiming not merely to rein in the
out-of-control president but, in the process, to deflate his
cherished image as Master of the Universe. She has mocked Mr.
Trump's obsession with what she terms his 'manhood' and gone all in
with the grandmother-wrangling-an-unruly-child shtick. What he paints
as strong leadership and holding his ground, she dismisses as a
temper tantrum. Rather than outrage or disbelief, Ms. Pelosi's most
common response to Mr. Trump amounts to one long, exasperated eye
roll.” (1)
The adults have, like rats jumping ship, left the White
House. But the adults have arrived in the people's chamber of
Congress; and the adult in the House has spoken. The lady has seen a
thing or two. The lady has been around the block. The lady knows
how to read the wind. The lady knows how to count heads, and the
lady demonstrates that she will not respond to intemperance; she will
not respond to petulance; she will not respond the temper-tantrums.
This isn't about the wall, it is about having tantrums when one
doesn't get one's way. Lady said “No”.
Go ahead big boy, try and flog grandma. See what that
gets you.
“An
Br'er Putin, he jus' laugh and laugh”
Impeach and Imprison.
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- Cottle, Michelle. “A Game of Spite and Malice”, The New York Times. Friday, January 18, 2019. Page A22
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