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| 'Twas a grand dream while it lasted |
I spent a good deal of time today just getting a good look around me--the walls at work, our roof as I walked up the driveway, the people I passed as I pushed my cart around the store (not very many happy looking people, surprisingly enough). I did this because in seventy-five days it will not be the same. America, at least the one we've known for the last 249 years, will no longer exist.
I would suppose most people don't know this, or even if they did, wouldn't care. But once fascism takes root--and I guarantee you it will, and much sooner than you think--America will never be the same. And it will never return to what it was. American exceptionalism? Gone. The beacon on the hill? Gone. Even if at some point we do defeat fascism (not expecting it in my lifetime but hoping at least my youngest gets to see an American democracy again), we will never again be anything more than just another run of the mill nation.
Just ask Germany.
And all of it will be the fault of the forty percent of Americans who couldn't be bothered to vote, and the approximately thirty-one percent who voted for hate. There's no excuse--these cretins know exactly who Trump is and they voted for cruelty to save a nickel on fucking Frosted Flakes (a nickel which billionaire Trump is never going to stop billion-dollar corporations from losing). When the history of this era is written, it will be they who killed the grandest dream that man ever dreamed (even if we never lived up to it, we tried, goddamnit).
But just so you know, I'm stocking up on popcorn. Yeah, lots of it. Because even though I'll be suffering financially, too, at least I'll have the joy of watching you suffer for your despicable vote when dipshit Trump's tariffs send inflation skyrocketing so high that you'll fucking wish it was like Biden's. Or when you're paying nine dollars for a fucking tomato because of the mass deportations--and they're paying your six-year-old pennies to pick them. And when he lets dumbass Elon Musk destroy the economy by slashing the budget I'm going to be grinning from ear to ear when you're unemployed and getting zero in the way of unemployment. Hey, those billionaires need their tax cuts!
And for those Latino Trump voters who "accidentally" get scooped up and shipped to camps and eventually end up back in Mexico--you reap what you sow!
Sadly, I probably won't live long enough to see polio paralyze your kids thanks to wormhead Robert F. Kennedy, Jr., (note that I won't have to worry about my family--they've all been vaccinated) and his anti-vax bullshit or smallpox scars your children's faces (if they're lucky enough to survive) which you won't be able to have fixed because--owning President Obama!--Obamacare has been repealed. Amazingly, your $7.25 an hour job without medical benefits at Wal-Mart is going to leave you around, oh, $25,000 to $35,000 short of being able to pay for the plastic surgery that allows your kid to live a normal life. Don't sweat it, though--having other kids call your son or daughter "Pizza face!" builds character, amirite?
In case you haven't noticed, I'm all out of fucks left to give for you people.
But soon enough you'll realize why Russians are among the most miserable people in the world--the only difference being that they see life through the bottom of a vodka bottle, while you'll be seeing it through the bottom of a stanky ass beer bottle.
Go fuck yourselves.
emaycee


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