You know. That thing that happened yesterday. Tuesday the 5th of November, 2024.
That terrible, terrible thing.
The whole world weeps. Because we’re all going to be affected, especially us Canadians, because our countries are so intertwined we’re practically conjoined twins.
Joined at the border, as it were.
God only knows what that tangerine Caligula is going to do now. His first reign of terror was bad enough and all signs point to his second term being much, much worse.
He’s going to try to dismantle democracy in the USA and his Supreme Court is going to let him, and there’s apparently nothing anyone can do about that.
He could be the first American president to rule from jail.
Because luckily, his traitorous Supreme Court has not yet granted him immunity from prosecution for acts committed as a private citizen.
Quick, slap his ass in jail before they think of it.
But speaking of acts of treason by the Supreme Court, I would just like to point out, for no particular reason, that according to this Supreme Court, Joe Biden could order the CIA ro assassinate both Trump and Vance with, as a random example, a drone strike and as long as it was an official act, Biden would suffer no consequences.
Just putting that out there.
I have been depressed all day because of recent events. In fact, I wasn’t even sure I’d be able to write about it because it hurts so bad
Which is why my language is somewhat circumspect.
I feel like I have been taking the news in little doses as my mind is forced to slowly accept the truth of it all, and each dose has made me proportionally sadder.
I still can’t really deal with it all. At best, I have gotten past the worst of it, or at least the worst of it until he actually takes office.
I know, we right-minded liberals should storm the capital on Jan 6. We should also start loudly complaining about how the election was stolen, how Harris is the REAL President, and Trump is an FBI impostor or something.
The thing is, in that case, it would be plausible. He’s put his people into election boards and other electoral roles all throughout the USA and they would be the people, as Trump so aptly observed four years ago, in the best position to bias the results.
And they would do it, too. All while telling themselves that the Democrats did it before so now it’s OK to do it back.
And the American right has never really liked democracy anyway. They love to beat people over the head with the word but their support for the actuality of it tends to fade away rapidly when you mention that Democrats are allowed to vote.
That, they’re not so fond of. They can’t see why it should be allowed.
I mean, why let people be wrong?
I am not entirely without hope. Evidence of voter fraud could surface before he takes office that would throw the whole election into doubt.
I don’t think the American system has a mechanism for a do-over election but I am sure they could figure something out if they wanted to do so.
Trump could go to jail. That might prompt a Constitutional crisis, but one of those is pretty much inevitable with him anyhow.
He’s going to want to do things that even his flying monkeys on the Supreme Court won’t allow because they don’t want their names on decisions that flagrantly defile the rule of law or go directly against the Constitution in word and in intent.
At least, I hope they will stop him.
And there is always rebellion. I do have faith in the American people’s basic ornery and difficult nature to show itself if they feel like they are being pushed around.
We live in interesting times.
And they just keep getting moreso.
More after the break.
Thanks a lot, SkillUp!
When last we spoke of SkillUp, I mentioned that they gave me a choice as to whether they would contact me via email or the phone.
I chose email, because email is way less scary for me than the phone.
Email is patient. It waits for you to ask for it. Phone calls barge in on you, ready or not, and force you to function socially.
i have to be ready for that kind of shit.
Anyhow, Monday morning the email arrives, and what does it say?
“Click here to arrange a time for us to phone you. ”
Like, what the everlasting fuck? Why the hell did you dangle the prospect of email communication in front of me when I was going to get phoned either way?
So that’s a whole new level of gumption trap. I will do it eventually but I was not ready for that in the slightest and it’s going to take some time for me to prepare for not just the social surprise involved but also the decision making.
Like, what date and time should I choose? There’s so many possibilities.
So the whole thing involves surprise, disappointment, decisions, and a radical jump in social stimulation levels.
Yeah, thanks a lot, SkillUp!
Oh well, it will all be worth it if, at long long last, I actually acquire some job skills.
I mean, I am qualified to be a writer for TV thanks (?) to VFS, but when the teachers refused to recommend me to anyone in the biz, that left me as my own agent, and that’s not a role to which I am suited.
I could be somebody else’s agent, but not my own.
Maybe I need to find someone else in the same boat and form a mutual agency.
I’ll represent you if you represent me.
Come to think of it, I would need the same thing for editing. Maybe what I really need is a full time collaborator.
As unlikely as that seems with my social issues.
Why does everything have to be so god damned hard?
I will talk to you nice people again tomorrow.