Springtime for Hitlers

We thought we understood fascism.

The American kind, anyway. The kind that almost consumed the country in the 1930s, as it had consumed others. The kind rooted in economic depression, in desperation, in opportunistic leadership. The kind rooted in fantasy, a quick fix to an unsolvable, unendurable crisis.

We thought we understood that.

We thought we understood that all problems are economic, when you cut through the bullshit. Healthy countries — economically healthy countries — don’t have these problems. We all get by, we all get along. We all have a roof over our heads.

We wuz wrong.

And thing is, we knew this. After all, we had lived through it. Still are.

We don’t talk about the Seventies much, as a culture. The Fifties, the Sixties, sure. The Eighties, the Nineties, definitely. The Aughts, soon enough. We don’t talk about them because there’s nobody around to talk about them, no defined generation that holds the decade as its touchstone, when it came of age.

Seventies teens are neither Boomers nor Gen X, culturally. Our decade is a joke. Our music is a joke. Our clothes are a joke. Our hair is a joke. Our teen years were a dumpster fire of popular culture.

They also happen to be the last deep breath America took before it shut down, the last moment of freedom before America turned again toward fascism. Not emergency fascism, not the fascism of economic desperation, but a deeper, more determined fascism: The fascism of impotency.

You’d know that if you had lived through it. You’d know that if you’ve spent your entire adult life, all forty years of it, living through the consequences of it. You had to be there. We were.

What happened, the proximate cause of our impotency, the spark of fascism as we know it now, is that we lost Vietnam.

If you’re 16 when Saigon falls in 1975, well, it’s just another event of an eventful decade. You’ve already had your wage-price freeze, your gas crisis — crises, more than one — your Watergate. Just before that, just after you noticed there was more to the world than Batman and Laugh-In, you had your MLK assassination, your RFK assassination. By 1975, there really hadn’t been much to recommend Life in These United States, and it didn’t look like it was gonna get much better. There was a reason apocalyptic movies were in vogue.

But that’s the world you’re dealt, and if you’re growing up in it, that’s the world you accept. Kids do that. Not much choice, really.

Vietnam had been part of that world, too, the world as given, the world as we found it. There’s no Gulf of Tonkin in that world, no escalation, maybe barely a Tet Offensive. There are the body counts on the nightly news — once you start watching — and yeah, you check the lottery every year in the newspaper, see if your number’s up, if you were old enough to be drafted, which you’re not. You think of Canada now and then, should things come to it. You think about your survival, what you might do when the moment comes, the moment your country comes to kill you.

And then Saigon falls, and there’s that helicopter lifting off the embassy with the bodies clinging to it, and then it’s over.

But it’s not. It’s still not. We’re still living through it. We’ve been living through it for forty-four years.

In that moment, modern American fascism was born.

You’d know that if you lived through it. You’d know that if you lived through the consequences of it.

America lost. And we’ve never lived it down.

We should have known this. We’ve always known this.

We knew this when the Iranians stormed the embassy, when those photos came out. As a country, we took that personally. ABC launched a late-night news program with Ted Koppel over it. No, not Nightline. America Held Hostage.

Every night, after the local news. Every night, your Moment of Jingo. Not about the Shah as a ruthless dictator who had been installed by the CIA in 1953. Not about the Shah’s secret police, the SAVAK — set up by us, the Americans — and how Iranian students on our own campus were so frightened of them that they protested with paper masks over their faces. No, Ted Koppel didn’t report night after night on America’s complicity with tyranny and the consequences of it. No, it was America Held Hostage. Day 134.

America was losing again. Fascism was abornin’.

We did win one in those years. In 1980. At the Winter Olympics. We whupped the Russkies. At hockey.

And in the moment, really, nothing wrong with that. Not our national sport. Definitely underdogs.

It felt good. It didn’t last.

Jimmy Carter pulled America out of the Moscow Olympics that year. Over a Russian invasion.

Of Afghanistan.

You’re welcome to draw a line between 1980 and 2001, and through today, but that’s another subject.

That November, Ronald Reagan was elected America’s first fascist president. Nixon had tried — hard — but Nixon wasn’t a charmer. Nixon wasn’t an amiable liar. Reagan understood that America was tired of losing, that the problem wasn’t our country getting repeatedly involved in some fucked-up shit and paying the consequences, it was the impotency of it all, that we couldn’t just slam our dick on the world table with a resounding thud.

That was the problem. Reagan got that. America would be held hostage no more.

You had to be there. We were. We had just turned 21.

Two more points, and you can fill in the rest. Reagan had been elected to avenge America’s honor, to put the vitality back in our manifest priapus, but it took a couple years to find a suitable location to swing our big dick.

Grenada provided the opportunity in 1983. America’s righteous might came down hard on… a Caribbean island, population 91,000. Operation Urgent Fury. Yeah, baby. USA! USA!

Oh, right. that. The chant.

That’s it, really. The Chant. America’s modern fascism in three punctuated letters. We were there for that, too. It was weird. It was embarrassing.

It was Vietnam. It was Saigon. It was America Held Hostage. USA! USA! We were tired of being told what an asshole our country had been around the world since 1945, tired of the consequences of our meddling, and we were done with that shit. America was going to be proud again. We were going to be proud to be Americans again.

We weren’t gonna, like, deal with anything. That’s all we had done in the Seventies, deal with shit, deal with the reality of our behavior and the consequences of our actions. America had had enough of looking at the man in the mirror. We didn’t like what we saw. We didn’t set about making ourselves better, making our nation better. We just broke the glass.


Yeah, we lived through the 1984 Olympics, too.

Los Angeles. The Russkies pull out, tit for tat. In the context of the moment — the Cold War, international sports being an alternative to nuking the shit out of each other, and everybody else — we’ve lost an opportunity to slam their asses up and down our home field. All that’s left is the rest of the world, and none of them are superpowers.

No matter. USA! USA! It’s Granada all over again, and it doesn’t matter, because we’re winning, America is winning, and we’re all strutting around with the Washington Monument in our pants. USA! USA!

And really, that’s it. Nine years after the fall of Saigon, we’re all fascists now. We’ve completely lost touch with reality, because reality sucks, and we don’t give a shit anyway. We just want to win. We just want to say we won.

We just want to lie to ourselves. Desperately. Reagan understood that. So did both Bushes. Trump lives it.

What makes it fascism is the collective nature of it, the National Lie, the malevolent higher power into which we are joyously subsumed. We are the bound wooden rods of the fasces, wrapped around an axe. We do not reflect. We only act. We only win.

We’re calling it fascism because we don’t know what else to call it. We don’t know what else to call places where brown asylum seekers are held in deliberately inhumane conditions than concentration camps. We don’t know what else to call shit than what it is.

To dispute the terminology because the particulars of Mussolini or Hitler vary, because the governmental structure was that and not this, is to deny the reality of what is happening, to deny the psychology of a nation that allows it to happen, that cheers it on, as Americans have been cheering on fascist leadership for two generations, forty years, our entire adult life.

But call it what you want, really. Doesn’t matter. Call it nationalism. Call it white populism. Call it Harvey. Just don’t pretend it’s not happening. Just don’t pretend it’s not dangerous.

That makes you a part of it.


My great aunt with the tattoo on her arm would agree with most of this. Unable to escape Poland, I’m sure a lot of people told her they would never do X, Y, and Z. That nearly cost her her life.

Political scientists years ago demonstrated that our country is an oligarchy, and the actions of our federal government have nothing to do with what the American people need and want, and in fact our malevolent rulers frequently work against us with disastrous results.

Where are the mass resignations at the DOJ, the FBI, and the Pentagon? Where’s the refusal to carry out the deranged orders of a fake, cruel, criminally insane, racist moron? Who are these idiots only following orders that betray us and WTF is wrong them? The emperor has no clothes, dumfux.

If only we could just skip to the end, with $hitler and Melanoma in an underground bunker, or more likely a New York City penthouse.

@¡Andrew!: That was the big question in the Eighties: How could the Reagan Administration be so popular among the yokels it was actively harming?

Big question since, actually.

What political scientists miss — what we all missed at the time, to one degree to another — is that it’s not economic. It’s psychological. It’s emotional. It’s white trash being happy with their lot, as long as the niggers have it worse. It’s the fantasy that we don’t want to tax billionaires, because we might be billionaires some day.

It’s a crock of shit, but that’s us. That’s America. White America, anyway.

Crazy Book Lady: yeah yeah, plans and ideas blah. The asshole in the White House had no plans. He won because he had a fucking slogan.

As much as we don’t want to be like him, we gotta wake up to the things he was able to tap into, except for maybe that racism thing. And maybe that xenophobia thing. And maybe that anti-GLBTQ thing.

Man, we’re fucked.

Damn, Kamala. You might have my vote. I’m still very not happy about the fucked up SF forensic lab business and still have a hard time believing you didn’t know it was fucked up. I’m sorry, but micromanaging is in your DNA.

Thanks for telling Uncle Joe that his time has passed.

Is it over yet? Are they over? Because HBO has more old Woody Allen movies if they’re not.

Kamala won – she was the second child in Berkeley to be bused when Biden was saying busing? State’s rights.

She looked him dead in the eye, and he never, NEVER recovered.

She SLAYED him. And I just gave her 10 bucks.


HARRIS: And I’m going to now direct this at Vice President Biden. I do not believe you are a racist. And I agree with you when you commit yourself to the importance of finding common ground, but I also believe — and it is personal, and it was actually very hurtful to hear you talk about the reputations of two United States senators who built their reputation and career on the segregation of race in this country. And it was not only that, but you also worked with them to oppose busing. And you know, there was a little girl in California who was a part of the second class to integrate her public schools, and she was bused to school every day. And that little girl was me. So I will tell you that, on this subject, it cannot be an intellectual debate among Democrats. We have to take it seriously. We have to act swiftly. As attorney general of California, I was very proud to put in place a requirement that all my special agents wear body cameras and keep those cameras on.


HARRIS: But Vice President Biden, do you agree today, do you agree today that you were wrong to oppose busing in America then? Do you agree?

BIDEN: I did not oppose busing in America. What I opposed is busing ordered by the Department of Education. That’s what I opposed.

HARRIS: It’s a failure of states to integrate public schools in America. I was a part of the second class to integrate Berkeley, California, public schools almost two decades after Brown v. Board of Education.

BIDEN: Because your city council made that decision. It was a local decision.

[cough cough state’s rights cough]

HARRIS: That’s where the federal government must step in, that’s why we have the Voting Rights Act, the Civil Rights Act. That’s why we need to pass the Equality Act, it’s why we need to pass the E.R.A. Because there are moments in history where states fail to preserve the civil rights of all people.

BIDEN: I have supported the E.R.A. from the very beginning when I ran — I supported the E.R.A. from the very beginning. I’m the guy the that extended the Voting Rights Act for 25 years. We got to the place where we got 98 out of 98 votes in the United States Senate doing it. I have also argued very strongly that we, in fact, deal with the notion of denying people access to the ballot box. I agree that everybody wants the — anyway, my time is up, I’m sorry.

Yes, he’s a sorry son of a bitch.

@JNOV: Throwing Anita Hill under the bus was also a local decision.

@nojo: I’ll never forgive him for that. I don’t know why I was home…maybe maternity leave, but I watched those hearings. Arlen Specter was my senator (I was in the Navy in San Diego), and when Thomas said, “This is a high-tech lynching,” I knew it was over.

I have always believed Anita. It’s time to lump Uncle Joe in with the racist people who get a pseudopass as Men of Their Times.

Fuck. Him.

And I’m still having issues with her SF DA evidence issues. And there’s some sort of Willie Brown connection that I’m not clear on – rumors, not of an affair but of something worse. I can’t remember. To DuckDuckGo I go!

@JNOV: Ah, California politics. I didn’t pay that close attention while I was there, but you had term-limits musical chairs, and Willie running the show from SF. Anybody rising through that is gonna get some on them.

@nojo: Yah. Dude. I’m still tripping about busing. It’s going to have longer legs than Anita Hill.

Oh SNAP – Harris is talking to Tweety saying that Joe Biden attitudes re: busing, reminiscing about working with notorious segregationists, if govt allows that feeling to prevail, she wouldn’t have been on that stage, Barack Obama wouldn’t have been president (OUCH), Lester Holt wouldn’t have been anchoring this debate.

Right now Corey Booker is wishing he was Kamala.

I don’t like Booker anyway. Oh, and my dad worked with his. And my dad knew Quest Love’s dad. And I’m just like, damn Dad. Tell me more.

ETA: Or my dad could be lying

Corey I Guess This Is My Spartacus Moment Booker needs to rewatch the movie.

THE FUCK?! The Biden campaign just said that Harris is doing exactly what Trump wants.

Harris is being interviewed by Tweety, and he read it to her, and she remained composed, but DAMN.

He has so fucked up.

Right now I’m Warren and Harris. I was Team Klobuchar until I learned she likes throwing shit at staffers, and then some idiot said, “Well, dudes throw shit at staffers. Don’t be sexist.” O_o How is it sexist to say NO ONE should be THROWING SHIT at people. god.

I didn’t want to see Beto run because he’s not ready for prime time, and unless he learns to debate and maybe not jump around like The Pumpkin King on speed, I dunno.

Mayor Pete has a Bernie problem: Where the Black Folk at?

I think Joe is off his game. I think there were signs of it in 2015, and maybe Obama saw it. Being president isn’t like being called to be a priest. It takes a lot of ego. If Biden were younger, I’d call it hubris. Maybe is entitlement.

@JNOV: I don’t wanna declare this early, but Leaning Warren would be a fair statement. Biden, well… jeez. We’ll see how much longer he gets by on name recognition.

No thoughts on Harris, other than happy she’s making a name for herself. Strong candidates are good.

@nojo: I really, really like Warren.

@JNOV: Her advocacy for the CFPB put her on the radar. More to the present moment, I’ve seen video of her speaking to small groups over the years — livingrooms and such — and she knows how to make her case to civilians.

How she handles herself on a larger stage, dunno. But hey, it’s still June. We’ll see how things are going this fall.

@nojo: Agreed. And but for the CFPB, I wouldn’t have been able to buy this money pit. Some bill collector came out of the blue and wouldn’t leave me alone. Filled out the form on the CFPB site, and all was well. When that dude who kept trying to hold on at the beginning of this administration was getting pushed out, I called the CFPB and thanked them. Such an important agency.

Nite, Nojo. It’s good to see you, and my kid adores you. :)


8 years of Liz, then 8 years of Kamala. Done.

I’m fortunate in that the worst part of the next seventeen months for me is gonna be the feelings of helplessness and impotent rage as Prezirapist AntiChrist and his Greedy Old Psychopath goons continue to ruthlessly harm innocent people while humiliating and disgracing us daily with their cruel, depraved destruction of our nation’s moral and ethical leadership. The corporate media will plaintively whine that Warren and Harris should smile more and try to be more likable, while Mar-a-Lardass hops up and down and throws his feces.

I’ve donated money to help immigrants and refugees, I signed up to be a monthly donor to Warren’s campaign back in January. I’ve marched, protested, called, signed petitions… what else can be done? How else can I resist?

Since my Dem rep will cruise to reelection next year with +80 percent of the vote, I was thinking about volunteering for the governor’s campaign, assuming Inslee doesn’t don a white tracksuit and declare himself governor for life. At least he’s staying in the prez campaign long enough to remind everyone that we’re slowing cooking ourselves.

@JNOV: Kamala is a showhorse and a cop that argues well but takes no responsibility for her record and is now trying to recast herself as some sort of Woke Second Coming of Bernie / “progressive prosecutor” when she is none of that.

First the Willie connection – she launched her political career by sleeping with Willie and being one of his girlfriends for a year. I have little respect for that. When she was a junior prosecutor in the Alameda County DA’s office just a year or two out of Hastings Law, and Willie was California Senate Majority Leader, she started banging him and he appointed her to two state commissions for which she was not qualified but paid her almost $100K/year to go to a few meetings a year.

As DA she also enthusiastically went after parents of truant children in SF, jailing some of them, including a mother of a kid with sickle cell anemia who missed school. She and then Mayor Goodhair egged on the Juvenile Probation Chief in contacting ICE every time a kid was brought to juvenile hall, resulting in dozens of kids getting deported simply for arrests. ICE ran a sting at the juvenile hall where they called undocumented parents to come pick up their kids and then arrested the parents.

As AG, she defended multiple wrongful convictions, the corrupt Orange County District Attorney’s office, fought tooth and nail in a case that would have required the state to provide medical care to transgender prisoners, fought the prison overcrowding case to SCOTUS, and upon losing, fought the lower court’s order that the state provide more good time credit to nonviolent prisoners on the grounds that the state needed them to fight fires because they save the state money since they’re only paid $2 a day and free citizen fire fighters cost more. (On that later one, she later pleaded ignorance, saying she had no idea the deputy AGs working directly under her took this position in an incredibly high profile case). She said she opposed the death penalty but would not take a position on the propositions to outlaw it. She champions herself as someone who won all this money from the mortgage companies, but refused to prosecute Mnuchin and his company after they made a donation to her.

I could go on, but I’ll spare you. If the Democratic party in their infinite wisdom nominates her, I will obviously vote for her, but I’m pretty solid for Warren with Julian Castro as my preferred VP for Liz. I’m much more fixated on (and donating to) Senate races across the country, because if Turtle Mitch is back, it doesn’t matter if we win the WH back.

@nojo: Adam Serwer nailed it:
Trump’s only true skill is the con; his only fundamental belief is that the United States is the birthright of straight, white, Christian men, and his only real, authentic pleasure is in cruelty. It is that cruelty, and the delight it brings them, that binds his most ardent supporters to him, in shared scorn for those they hate and fear: immigrants, black voters, feminists, and treasonous white men who empathize with any of those who would steal their birthright.

This beautiful essay about America from an Iranian-American woman’s perspective is well worth reading:

To be sure, like many Americans, my family and I have experienced Trump’s presidency as an era of pure psychological warfare. Indeed, as an Iranian-American Muslim woman, I’ve never felt so hated and unsafe in my own country. But ultimately, no matter how conflicted I am about my place in America and America’s place in the world at the moment, I am a proud American.

As much as I hate the colonialism, genocide, slavery and rape upon which this nation was built, I love the promise and possibility that it represents — not in its power structures or its stone monuments, but in its people and its natural wonders.


@JNOV: How is your kiddo doing? Hugs to both of you!

@SanFranLefty: Yah about Harris. Warren is the most qualified, IMHO.

Pelosi was tutored by her dad and the Baltimore machine, which pales in comparison to Chicago, but you know. I grew up in one of the most corrupt cities, and I hated it until someone I liked was elected…

I don’t know what I think about how politicians get where they are, and I’m disturbed that I’m not logically consistent when it comes to fairness, family ties, backroom deals, etc. I blame Tip O’Neill. ;)

I need to think on this more, and I don’t know that I’ll come to a conclusion based on reason rather than on feelings and my own self-interest. And I miss Al Franken. That’s fucked up of me. Politics is a mess.

@SanFranLefty: As far as I know, she’s doing really well. Kids don’t call their parents these days. They grow up and go *poof*, especially now that families can spread all over the country.

My daughter is in NJ near NY (thank gawd not in poisonous Union County). One of my brothers in in NOLA. Another brother is in VA. I’m in WA. My mother is in South Jersey. My father and another brother are in PA. We tend to see each other at funerals (ugh).

But when I was in the Navy, I didn’t call home much (but long distance calls were expensive!), I only visited once in six years (but a plane ticket was upwards of $800!). So those are my excuses for, um, doing my thing.

She went to her first Pride in NYC. I am comforted knowing that she has wonderful friends and a wide support network. My greatest fear before she came out was that the cops would shoot her because she was presenting as her assigned gender and she’s black. Now I’m like, Sweet Baby Jesus! Now it’s not just the popo but random people who might beat her down, especially because she’s a black transwoman. But she assures me that she’s safe and when presenting when she’s going out, she’s always with friends.

Eventually you have to trust your kids to know how to be safe as possible. She’s still my baby, though.

How are you and yours? I’m glad to be off FB. I made it through the incredibly painful withdrawal, which is indicative of how addicted I was. Speaking of addiction, if you haven’t seen “Euphoria,” check it out. Rue and I have the same hair, and that’s reason enough to watch.

Also re: NJ and pollution, “Toms River” is a great read. Ooof!

@JNOV: I interact with her all the time on FB. We have fun, as always.


@nojo: @JNOV: Where is the JNOV Jr. bat signal?? Goddess knows how much I adore that kiddo of yours – who was very friendly with my pupster when I’d sneak her on campus with me b/c I had a long day at the law school & no roommates around to feed her or take her out for a walk. I have a vivid memory of seeing your child petting and snuggling with my pupster – just don’t make me nail down the year it happened.

@JNOV: I did. Message received and acknowledged.

@nojo: <3 Thank you. I ended up calling her a couple of days ago.

@SanFranLefty: <3 Probably 2001.

@nojo: The blurb – I’m reading Operation Paperclip: The Secret Intelligence Program that Brought Nazi Scientists to America by Annie Jacobsen, and it’s blowing my mind. I knew we hid Nazis but I didn’t know to what extent, and the details…I can’t describe how they make me feel. Hiding them was unequivocally wrong – I need a stronger word than “wrong”. I feel guilty that I find the details [the superlative of “fascinating”]. The rationalizations are… Nojo, I can’t describe any of this.

I was watching the moon documentaries, and that’s when I learned about Wernher von Braun, and I wanted to know more about him. I haven’t even reached the sections about the rocket program. I’m still reading about the chemists and biologists and what the FUCK?

What the fuck, Nojo? Now we’re watching this in realtime, and WE’RE the fucking Nazis!

If being complicit is wanting to be a force for good and to make a positive impact, then I’m complicit. I don’t know that the critics who may say that of me, if they found themselves in this very unique and unprecedented situation that I am now in, would do any differently than I’m doing. So I hope to make a positive impact. I don’t know what it means to be complicit, but, you know, I hope time will prove that I have done a good job, and much more importantly, that my father’s administration is the success that I know it will be.

Mare-wun-naha + drunk history = sober!

@JNOV: Me, I learned about von Braun listening to Tom Lehrer. We gets our education where we’se can.

@nojo: Indeed. They showed a clip of him singing that song in the doc I watched.

This is what I’m thinking about now, but I’ll hit it again and hopefully think of something pleasant.

The kidnapping at the border is damn near exactly the kind of shit they did to my slave ancestors. The children at the southern border are sold to for-profit masters (see Citizens United) that abuse and lose them.

The despair can be paralyzing.

They said I was hypomanic when I decided to take a week off and study for the bar and learn passable Spanish in three or four months and go to the border. I probably was, but so what. Okay, I was. Whatever.

Oh, another thought. Shit forgot it. Um. Damn. It might have been the meaning of life, and I forgot that shit.

ETA: Somewhat related and what I had forgotten – MH issues. When my daughter was 10 or so, during the law school years, we’d stop at every single golden bear sign (the only place you can see a golden bear now is on a sign, the state flag or maybe Cal).

Most of the signs flagged missions. Sometimes the only part of the mission that remained was the foundation, and sometimes it was a museum with a docent. The missions tended to have amazing cemeteries. I’ve always dug old cemeteries. I always look for the oldest grave.

So, the missions. We’d get to the cemetery part and I’d always ask the docent where the Indians were buried. Always. Because they tended to leave that LARGE bit of history out of the tour – that missions had SLAVES.

Once a docent acknowledged the slavery and said that if there were any buried there, their graves would have been marked with wooden crosses that have deteriorated. The other docents always looked at me like I was nuts. Maybe I’d been yelling. Ask my kid. Also ask her about the Monterey Bay aquarium sea fan thing. I don’t think that I embarrassed her at the time. She didn’t recognize my behavior as aberrant because that’s all she knew. I wonder what she thinks of it now.

Last month, my father’s last living sister died. He’s now the oldest surviving child. He’s the third of nine children.

He told me that he wanted to read “Do not go gentle into that good night” at her funeral. He asked me if I knew the poem. I said I did. And then I thought, “He learned that from a fucking commercial,” but We gets our education where we’se can, and I was an asshole for thinking less of him.

He said he didn’t know what it meant, but he read it to her every time he’d go to see her. I told him that no one at the funeral will know what it means, and that what he says isn’t only to express his love for her, but it’s also to comfort him by publicly displaying love, sorrow for her and because he lost her. It’s not for the other people. It’s for him.

I’ve never seen him cling to a person so much. Not his mother. Maybe Aunt Evelyn. His youngest sister, Cecil, died first. Dad thought that his older sister would get better if only someone was asking the right questions and researching treatment. He was very frustrated. (My unspoken opinion was that she was dying for too long. The clinging by her children and my father – they clung too long for her.) My father argued with her children because he thought they weren’t doing enough and were useless and didn’t return his calls… I think it was close to two years or more that she was hospitalized then moved to convalescence, and maybe Dad took the word convalesce literally. I don’t know. I tried to give him permission to feel helpless. I made a rational case to try to appeal to the part of him that needs order and steps to follow and things that make sense, and in this case, he is powerless. He can’t badger (I didn’t use that word) my cousins into doing anything Dad wants. (I don’t think you can badger anyone into doing anything unless you see yourself as the only autonomous being on earth, which is fucked up in itself but probably how we all see the world at times.) I told him that everything that happens is not his responsibility, and it’s okay to be tired. It’s okay to be frustrated. It’s okay to not own this one because he doesn’t and he can’t own this situation.

They say that people like to talk about people they love who have died, but friends are afraid to bring it up because they fear they’ll dredge up the pain. Open the wound. All those dumb words. People who have lost someone often don’t talk about the person who died, even if they need to, because they don’t want to share their pain and hurt others.

And hell, they’re not lost.

My mother found her birth mother in maybe 2007. They communicated for three years. She called my mother “Her Secret.” She talked to my mother about her father. My mother was raised by her father’s family after he got her out of the orphanage. He died when my mother was about four. My mother told me that no one ever talked about her father, and that it was nice to have someone finally talk about him. My grandmother told my mother that he was gentle and kind, and my mother wondered why her family never said that.

It seems like life is a process of healing. Maybe that’s the meaning of life. It’s a process of healing walking a Mobius strip.


I’m glad I’m not on FB anymore.

@JNOV: It’s fun, if you keep it at that. Not really keen on dumping Life Memories there.

Ha, ha

Trump is like ‘political meth’ that sent the GOP spiraling into addiction

“If you’re deep into meth addiction, you’ve probably lost your job, friends, family, and self-respect,” he writes. “All you have is the meth,” he says. “This makes you cling even tighter to the very thing that has ruined your life, because despite its terrible long-term effects, every hit (tweet) gives you another burst of that sweet, sweet power that first drew you to the drug.”

“The meth doesn’t fix your old problems,” he says. “Whatever problems you had before you got hooked on it, they get bigger. But the meth also creates new problems in entirely different categories, too. Again: The analogy with the Republican party here seems pretty on point.”

The metaphor extends to the entire GOP, which has done virtually nothing to reign in Trump.


I just don’t think the motherfuckers who continue to back this president care.

They didn’t care that he was a racist slumlord in the 80s;
they didn’t care that he bankrupted a fucking casino;
they didn’t care that he was a fucking dumbass on his dumbass “reality” show;
they didn’t care that he cheated on all of his wives and fucked porn stars;
they didn’t care that scores of women have credibly accused him of sexual misconduct up to and including rape;
they didn’t care that he as much as admitted on tape to same.
They don’t care that he obviously at least turned a blind eye to Russian interference in the election, if not out-and-out conspired with the Russians to do it;
they don’t care that he gave himself and all his buddies a huge tax cut at their expense;
they don’t care that he’s painted targets on the backs of members of our government with his racist and misogynist ideology;
they don’t care that his administration is holding children in concentration camps without adequate food, water, clothing, bedding or medical care;
they don’t care that he’s fucking over farmers, the environment, the economy and THEM PERSONALLY.
They don’t care about ANY of that; they aren’t going to care about what comes out in the hearing tomorrow, either.
It’s not that they didn’t understand the implications of the report, or that they truly believed Trump or Barr’s interpretation of same; that was just convenient for them. Because THEY DON’T CARE what it really says or means. And that’s the real problem.

The real problem is that we have what we always thought of as a vocal minority who will do anything they can to fuck over the people they hate; and they’re not only getting louder, more of them are coming out. We are being overwhelmed by hate, and it’s getting harder and harder to believe that they’re the minority. Human nature is finally winning out, openly and publicly, against the ideals we’ve all been taught that America stands for.
And not enough of us care.

Is the server still acting up? No? Please?

Did anyone on the House Judiciary Committee (Dem or Rethug) besides the one former public defender ever actually practice law or do a direct or cross-examination? This is driving me batshit crazy.

@SanFranLefty: Someone mentioned that the Ervin Watergate hearings handed over questioning to counsel. Speaking as a former 15-year-old, it made great television.

@nojo: Walter Dellinger (former Solicitor General) made that point on Twitter.

Mueller is just another coward, fraud, and ultimately, enabler of Prezirapist AntiChrist.

Screw him and all of the other pathetic, dithering cowards who are in a position to fight back against Tr666p, yet rollover to allow him and his POS cult to continue their ongoing white trash supremacist terrorist attack against everyone else.

And while I’m on that subject, the FBI and DOJ are even worse than the criminals they’re charged with prosecuting, due to their non-stop enabling of rich, white con artists and swindlers that victimize our entire nation, which became clear during their refusal nearly a decade ago to investigate perpetrators from the CaliguBush regime or Wall $treet and continues today with Tr666p and his Russiapublican accomplices.

Lessons learned over the last three years:

1. Our system of government ensures that our worst citizens are always in charge, even when they lose elections.
2. Our institutions are weak and feeble, with checks and balances that are a sick joke.
3. The people that staff those institutions are largely self-interested frauds and cowards that are easily corrupted.
4. The insatiable greed of the 1% and the sociopathic racist hatred that they exploit to rule are the most powerful forces in our rightwing political system.
5. No one is coming to save us. We’ve had a catastrophic failure of leadership, and we have to save ourselves.

I blame the Founding Fuckers for cursing us with the democratic world’s worst system of government, but now I’m now I’m off for some nice times to rinse off today’s sleaze. /end rant

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