This Ain’t No CNN.

I am so very tired. This is why I don’t write about politics or the state of the country like I used to. I am just so exhausted. One more month.

I’m tired of people rationalizing Trump’s ridiculous behavior. I’m tired of politicians with absolutely no sense of moral responsibility or even evidence of some shred of a foundation of decency. I’m tired of the outrage. I’m tired of the outrageous. And I’m really tired of having to tolerate all of this extremely idiotic behavior from entirely too many people.

What the hell happened to this country?

I’m reading dialogues from people in my educational past that didn’t understand that the Underground Railroad didn’t involve tokens or exact change lecture the world on the nuances of the U.S. Constitution. I’m listening to endless, monotonous commentary from paid pundits trying to speak with authority on the next moves of a man who is insane, has no clear agenda outside of sheer destruction, and has no sense of moral obligation to do anything other than serve himself. And my Christian contemporaries telling me this idiot has been sent by a God? Give me a break. I’m embarrassed for them.

One saving grace in all this is at my age I figure the country might outlast me by a decade. Tops. I know the world will go on; I’m doubtful the U.S.A. will endure in its present form beyond the next 50 years. There’s too much thirst for blood in too many of its citizens. Too many Americans revel in and profit from their fellow citizens suffering. Some hick in Mississippi, in his 10×50 mobile home from 1972, feels he is just fine because Trump made those “forty-oneks” do great things on Wall Street. His investments have never been better.

You can’t escape the outrage. You can’t even escape the discussion. That dried up Cheetolini, with all his litigation and tantrums and just plain, repulsive buffoonery is everywhere. He makes for great ratings and great ad revenues and millions of clicks and feeds the corporate cogs of American capitalism. Do not be fooled by anyone with a furrowed eyebrow, an eyeroll, are words of concern, they’re all loving this and will milk every single outrage until the very bitter end.

I hope this end arrives, very, very soon.

Courtesy of a pilot friend on Facebook. People, it’s simple math!

To the people of Georgia:

If you’re disappointed Georgia flipped to blue during this last election, and you really want Trump as President for the next four years, there’s still a chance.

During the special run-off election in January, write Trump’s name in for your candidate of choice. If there’s two blanks, write it twice. This will help turn things around.

I remain,

My parents weren’t big on using the legal system to sue people or corporations, which were two different things back when I was growing up. I’m sure we had a couple of occasions to sue someone for negligence or something that harmed our family in some way. The car accident in 1978 comes to mind; either a driver drove a truck that was too tall to get under a bridge or the state had built the bridge too low. Despite the fact the car was totaled, there were hospital bills, and the like, we didn’t sue anyone. It’s just not the way my family did things.

I’m sure the family contracting business was sued by an angry customer on occasion. Now that I think about it, we probably took a few people to court for not paying their bills, but again, we weren’t really that big on engaging the legal system in this manner.

Now, I’m not saying there’s never a reason to sue someone. Willful negligence. Sure, it makes sense. But some folks like to stuff up the legal system with lawsuits over and over again in the hope of winning one of them once in a while. This makes them feel important.

Donald Trump immediately comes to mind in this last scenario.

When things aren’t going his way, he’ll threaten to take things to the Supreme Court. Over and over and over and over again. Maybe he thinks if he wears folks down with constant legal proceedings he’ll have a large penis or something. Honestly, I don’t know. I do know that the legal system should be reserved for the big stuff. Our legal system has enough in the way of issues, we don’t need to try perverting the system for our own pleasure or gain. That’s just so, well, dirty and unpatriotic. We shouldn’t clog up the legal system just to say we sued someone to get our way, when we wouldn’t have normally gotten our way. It just seems so un-American.

When I think of people that are un-American, I do think of Donald Trump. Now more than ever.

And we’re still waiting for the 2020 Election Results. I’m feeling like there’s media contributed hype that’s unnecessary this evening. Let’s hope the trend continues in the current direction.

But, I’m ready for this to be settled.

It’s a beautiful night in the Windy City. The temperature is over 70ºF. There’s a mystical breeze blowing from the southwest. This is my most favorite type of relaxing weather. This is my favorite time of the year.

My husband watched the debate while I went for a walk through the neighborhood. I saw a few households lit up with the debate on their large televisions. With the nice weather I heard a couple of folks yell back at their television. I can’t bear to watch the debates. I still want to kick the television screen in whenever I hear Trump’s voice. To think there would be a day where I’d pine for the frivolity of George W. Bush.

It’s 11 days until the official Election Day. Millions and millions of people have already voted. Record numbers. People are voting. It gives me a glimmer of hope.

But boy, are these next 11 days going to drag on like an eternity.

We had many thunderstorms roll through the Windy City last night so we didn’t get much sleep. The news featured a photo of three distinct lightning bolts simultaneously striking the Trump Tower here in Chicago. God is speaking. It’s a shame his followers don’t listen. They’re reduced to cult status. I’d pity them if I wasn’t so angry and concerned with the state of this nation.

A photo from a controversial film on “Netflix” or two folks going to the top of the Gateway Arch in St. Louis. You decide.

I know nothing about this film; the photo just made me smirk.

My husband and I requested and received our absentee ballots for the upcoming election. On Sunday we placed our completed ballots in a mailbox at the post office and by Wednesday we had both received word that the voting commission had received our ballots and our votes would be counted.

It can’t get much easier than that.

I know it’s trendy among Republicans to make voting as difficult as possible for Americans, especially for those that aren’t white and/or don’t tend to vote Republican. Governors taking away ballot boxes, heads of the postal service removing vital equipment, layers of red tape on voter registration procedures; the list goes on and on with the tricks up the sleeves of too many government officials. Then of course we have Cheetolini telling everyone that the election will be rigged and inaccurate and that it will be impossible to determine a “true” outcome. This is all part of a propaganda campaign to sow fear and doubt into the voting population. It’s his way of undermining democracy.

Do not let the Republicans or their Orange Leader scare you from voting and do not let them deter you from voting. Though it doesn’t seem like it lately, our government depends on the votes of its citizens. When we don’t vote, we end up with messes like we have right now.

We need to clean up the mess. We need to get rid of the cancer. We need to put the cockroaches back under their rocks.

Vote.

Trump announced that both Melania and he have tested positive for COVID-19. This came after it was announced that staffer Hope Hicks was tested as well. They have been working in close proximity all week.

With all the deception, spin, hoaxes, half-truths, and downright lies that have come out of the Trump Administration, I’m not sure I believe this latest revelation. There’s a strong part of me that believes this is a PR stunt to show that COVID-19 is no big deal and/or that he is a strong and mighty leader. While it’s quite possible this is all very true and they’re both in danger right now, it’s also very possible this is some sort of reality show hi-jinx.

The worst part is there’s really no way to know for certain.

We were flipping through streamed television (remember when we used to flip through channels?) and one of the news programs was interviewing a woman who was undecided about whom she was going to vote in November.

I’m not the brightest bulb in the chandelier but who in God’s name is still undecided at this point?

You can’t escape the reaches of COVID-19 nor can one dodge the constant ads that are being shoved in our faces from everyone form of media possible. Small wonder our microwave display doesn’t tell us whom to vote for when we’re done reheating lunch. YouTube is infested with Trump ads, Joe Biden’s high wattage smile appears everywhere, and every application made by everyone and anyone in Silicon Valley wants to know if I’m registered to vote. They probably want to tell the Russians.

There are large banners polluting the prairies and flags waving in the cities. Two names: Biden and Trump. One is a raving lunatic, the other was once a vice-president.

It boggles my mind that someone can have no idea as to whom they’re voting for.