On some great and glorious day the plain folks of the land will reach their heart’s desire at last, and the White House will be adorned by a downright moron. (H. L. Mencken, 1880-1956)
Given the subject matter I am addressing today the flavour of this post can’t help but be more appropriately in tune with the cantankerous creature that I am naturally, and more comfortably, from myself.
Hitherto I have always attempted to present a range of rational arguments that were meant to be -if anything – food for thought in a world that appeared to be sliding into a soul crushing display of idiocy, to the point of self-destruction.
And what a fool I am – a Don Quixote of mediocre intelligence, astonishing naivety and brazen assumptions about the nature of the world and all that can be found in it – in being so wrong about the depth of despair the world appears to have sunk to!
Just so we know where I stand on this, I find the world and all that can be found in it a place of incredible beauty and wonder, but then only if we were able to subtract that horrible insipid creature homo sapiens from its inventory, including all its dastardly deeds since the beginning of time. Other than that, I consider it an absolute privilege to be a part of it. Speaking of the true meaning of “a chance of a lifetime”, but, oh, how we are squandering this opportunity!
I look forward to soon being able to get back to writing about my foolish yet guardedly optimistic assumptions about the meaning and nature of the larger world. But before I get there I want to metaphorically throw up some of the indigestible misery that I am forced to ingest much too frequently, by being exposed to the actions of my fellow creatures, thanks – but no thanks, really – to the tragic but inescapable fact of being a member of the same sorrowful species.
So let me throw this one up large, as it has been sticking in my craw for some time: how could there have been enough US citizens of eligible voting age to elect a moron the size of a Donald Trump to be their next president?
This is either a case of severe voter fraud, or there is in fact some truth to the rumour that many Americans have been changed into zombies. The latter would be true given that even with half-a-brain it should have been clear that this self-aggrandizing individual is no presidential material anywhere, unless we’re talking about marginal countries such as North Korea or Zimbabwe – hellholes of human misery by any other name – where leadership appears to be mainly a function of intimidation and bullying, requiring no intellectual capacity at all.
The absolute tragedy now is that it appears that the folks who can least afford to have a windbag and pathological narcissist like Trump at the helm of their country have in fact given him the keys to to the White House: this is tantamount to the chickens electing Colonel Sanders to look after their interest. They have jumped from the frying pan directly into the fire, when – by “draining the swamp” of Wall Street lobbyist – he is now putting Wall Street kingpins directly into government. As reported by Forbes the other day:
… Trump announced Gary Cohn (who was seen as the successor to Goldman’s current chief executive Lloyd Blankfein) will be joining his cabinet as director of the National Economic Council and an assistant to the President for economic policy. Cohn’s appointment means there will be a trifecta of former Goldmanites in the Trump administration. Former Goldman partner and mortgage trader Steven Mnuchin has been named Secretary of Treasury by Trump. Steve Bannon, a former Goldman banker, is his chief strategist.
How confused can you get, America? Your government will be run directly by the sharks raised and educated at Goldman Sachs, predatory capitalism’s finest specimens. Guided by the motto “To Take from the Many to Give to the Few”, these are the folks that get up in the morning for the sole reason to stuff their own pockets – and those of their cronies – with other peoples money, and by hook or by crook it seems.
They are the very miscreants that precipitated the September 2008 financial crisis that almost brought down the world’s financial system. They did this by selling sub-prime mortgage derivatives out of the front door, touting them as the fines investment instruments ever, while shorting these stinkers through the back door, knowing full-well they were absolute garbage to begin with. How low can you go? And: NOBODY WENT TO JAIL FOR THIS!
It took a huge taxpayer-financed bailout to shore up the financial industry. Even so, the ensuing credit crunch turned what was already a nasty downturn into the worst recession in 80 years. To think that these types of characters would now switch their allegiance from their own pocketbooks to Joe Six-pack – and in particular the under- or unemployed and destitute – is a stretch only attempted by anyone even more naive than I am.
Excuse me now while I look for some mouthwash to get the sour taste out of my mouth.