Or, some of them seem to think, Jesus will come back.

That’s what that abomination of the Reagan administration (or - ONE of them), Interior Secretary James Watt though.

He actually stated that “when the last tre is fellow, Jesus will come back.”

Wide-eyes and serious.

Some of these evangelical hardliners actually believe that THEY can force the Hand of God, and impose some pathetic presumptuous sacrilegiously arrogant man-made timetable on God. Like we presume to tell The Almighty what to do and when to do it???

I would think it’s a sin even to flatter oneself into THINKING they could engineer conditions to force the Hand of God.

If you fuck up the planet so it’s almost uninhabitable, all you’re gonna get is a fucked-up planet you can’t live with - or on.

"Treason for the Season" alright. No kidding!

Kinda has a nice ring to it, ‘eh?

Could even be a book title.

Or maybe it already is.

Do it! Don't just threaten and then cave!

THIS is what we fought so hard and worked our tails off for almost two full years to set up.

No tough talk and that’s all. Tough action too!

K&R.

The only problem with that is - it dooms MY kids, and YOUR kids

to live in those deteriorating planetary conditions too.

I wish it was one of those “you made your bed. Now you have to lie down on it” things. Unfortunately WE ALL have to lie down on that bed.

Yep. Oh! Look over THERE! Quick! Look OVER THERE!

It gives me at least a little hope the more frequently I see the words coming out of other sources than just my own suspicions.

It seems to be dawning on some.

The same shenanigans and scams and cheating that trump and his eldest spawn have gotten away with, in the shady world of Manhattan real estate wheeling-‘n’-dealing, doesn’t work so well OUTSIDE of that sketchy arena.

I can’t help but think that so many nogoodniks of all kinds, especially those in the GOP (where they’ve learned the best way to keep winning, with the demographics moving away from them, is TO CHEAT) is this:

He’s an EPIC conman. Slick talking TV star. With all the trappings of fabulous wealth and success. And everything he touches turns to gold. And if it’s a little -um - underhanded, he gets away with this shit. If I hitch my wagon to THIS star, maybe I can get away with it too! So what if most, if not all, of his glittering portfolio was ill-gotten gain? He still got it, still took it, still managed to own it anyway, and overcame any challenges and/or legal complications. He could build his own world - his OWN reality, where everything always went his way.

Now, tell me, doesn’t that seem appetizing? Sound great? Incredibly appealing? Doesn’t that have BIGTIME gravity that can pull in the greedy and what Keith Olbermann used to refer to as “the something-for-nothing crowd”? He’s a famous deal maker and man I want a piece of that deal! Everybody loves a winner. In his case, it’s a “winner” in quotation marks. Because it’s no more of an actual winner than he is, in the harsh unforgiving no-bullshit glare of reality.

The GOP, and all those pathetic deplorables, many in economically disadvantaged and rural areas where they look at all that glitter and glitz from the outside-looking-in, and wish like hell that they could live in that world. So if they sidle up to him, they’ll get to bask in his golden sunshine. Where the gods always smile. And are always generous and benevolent. And nothing bad ever happens.

They’re desperate for that imaginary strongman he sold himself as being. “I alone can fix it.” Remember that? “I alone can reach down to you lowly losers and lift you up into my golden world where my name is in gold letters each bigger than you are tall. Where everything in every room of my luxurious New York City penthouse is gold, from the walls and the woodwork to the furniture and the lighting and the furniture. Where my golden gorgeous wife with her golden tan and golden highlights in her hair, in her golden robes and stiletto heels, glides across the room, in that photo carrying my son from his golden carriage when he was a baby. And where I myself am literally golden, down to my very skin, and the spun gold of my hair.

He has a messiah complex, and the masses who still cling to him remind me of the Israelites who expected their messiah to arrive from on high as a conqueror in a fiery golden chariot with golden horses in front and warrior angels blowing golden trumpets in the rear. No wonder so many rejected the Real Thing - born in a stable to a commoner woman and her nobody husband - a common carpenter.

Heaven help them when they finally realize that their golden illusions are really piles of common shit covered in cheap gold-color paint. That’s not Golden Soft-Serve he’s feeding you folks. It’s fake gold-painted shit.

Just for now.

I remember something Donnie Deutsch said last week - speculating that trump may not wind up getting away with much. He said this thing wasn’t going to be over when trump’s so-called “pResidency” is over. He said prosecutors are likely to keep crawling all over trump-land finding more evidence of more crime for the next 20 years or more.

Reminds me of James Carville and Mary Matalin,

They were the original Odd Couple during Clinton years in the 90s. You wonder how they keep the peace at home.

YEP. That's exactly it.

He thought he could run Washington like the shady way he operated in NYC.

Great. Just what we need. Some provincial Peter Principle poster child

lecturing the world’s most prominent and experienced diplomats. You long ago reached your level of incompetence, Pompeo. And yet, with this regime, you keep climbing farther upward.

HAH! My autocorrect kept wanting to make it “Pompeo”!