Hasn’t it been a wonderful three weeks (only three?) since Donny Dimwit took over technically as president, or actually co-president? The price of eggs and other grocery items are up, gas prices are up, inflation is up. How’s that workin’ for ya? Thousands of our fellow workers are out of jobs, many given just thirty minutes to pack up their personal items such as family photos and stale Ding Dongs and head for the streets.
Meanwhile, the co-presidents, who couldn’t give a rat’s patoot about what is happening to the price of consumer goods or the living conditions of most Americans except for their rich friends, have raked in millions (80 million for Dumbo Donny) and billions (14 billion in federal contracts for Elon Musk) from their own scams.
Elon and Trump’s most mind-boggling scam to date has been convincing so many middle-and lower-class-American-types that he actually cares about them when every single piece of evidence since he’s been involved in all his failed businesses proves otherwise. “Everything he does is either to be vengeful or to accumulate wealth, power, and adulation,” said Ty Cobb, a former top attorney turned critic of the MAGA cult leader Adolph Trump.
If the proposed Republican budget sees the light of day, more than 80 million Americans will be facing loss of health coverage through Medicaid, less help from SNAP for groceries or food assistance altogether. Meals on Wheels will suddenly get four flat tires. The enormous costs for these programs will be shifted to the states that are already having trouble with their own budgets. So either the programs will be cut (already happening) or the taxes will need to be raised on the poor and lower income families (will be happening), who can least afford the higher taxes or loss of the programs. Hey, somebody’s got to pay for it. They’ll be cuts to K through 12 education funds, cuts to grants for clean air and water projects, etc., all to replace the money lost by the continuing tax cuts for the wealthy so they can by new Lamborghinis.
Isn’t our American situation beginning look like what happens in banana republics or other third world countries, where the el presidente and those in his inner circle live in gold-plated luxury while the rest of the country barely gets by stealing corn kernels from chickens until one day the people have had enough and start a grass roots revolution to throw the bum out?
Until the revolution begins, I plan to stock up on mass quantities of grain beverages, reread my Couch Potatoing for Dummies book, and click on ESPN. I’m positive someone will be at my door to let me know it’s time to grab my bat and head out to the streets.
Speaking of grain beverages, (I wasn’t, literally, but I was thinking about them and writing here. Well, not literally writing, but tapping the keys) specifically beer; by purchasing it in mass quantities, I’ll be contributing to the accumulation of beer sludge. No, it’s not something nasty that ends up clogging your toilet pipes; it’s actually useful stuff that’s made up mainly of leftover grains integral to the brewing process. Some technical nerds discovered the sludge could be used to make vegan milk and leather. You’ll soon be able to put a head on your glass of milk and wear shoes you polish with MiracleGro®.
Remember that old song “Ain’t We Got Fun”? C’mon, it was only 95 years ago. The lyric line that sticks with me is, “Ain’t nothing surer, the rich get rich and the poor get poorer.” How appropriate for today. It points out the disconnect between the world of the privileged one percent and the world the rest of us normal humans inhabit, worlds which are only getting farther apart as the aforementioned privileged one percent revel in their latest tax cuts. And how’s that workin’ for ya?
I could use a glass of beer sludge right now.