Moostache
Moostache's JournalHow we MUST begin talking about Trump...a frustrated call to arms
Trump is evil incarnate. He has no center, no morals, no core beliefs. He cares not a whit for anyone not named Donald J. or Ivanka Trump (including his sons, other daughter, wives and pretty much every other life form on this planet).
He must be beaten over the head with a brutal and honest reflection of what he is...a raging narcissistic boil on the ass of humanity.
When Trump lies, it is not enough to say "President Trump says x,y,z." and leave it at that...when he lies, the proper response is "President Trump again lied in his response. This marks the x,xxxth lie of his administration and the y,yyyth lie of this current month. The number of lies from this President are following the chart you see on screen now, and this hews closely to the number of days until the election."
Literally nothing the man says in his pep rallies is true, nothing of any substance anyway.
You don't beat the bully by avoiding conflict. You beat the bully by standing your ground, taking their best shot and then dropping them with a counter-punch. Trump fancies himself a "great counter-puncher" when the reality is people he attacks - from the GOP primary field, to the current mess of Congress, to the press and more - ALL cower and allow him to suck the oxygen out of the discourse.
He lies. These are not factual inaccuracies or confusion...they are flat out lies. When he barks at the press in his rallies as "enemies of the people" and does his little hand (literally AND figuratively) gesture towards the press pool, they should en masse flip him the bird and refuse to ask ANY further questions until Trump truthfully answers JUST ONE QUESTION without bloviating about himself and lying in his initial response.
Our press is weak and mealy-mouthed and unworthy of the mantle of Murrow, Cronkite, and the giants of the 20th century. We need to replace 90% of them as they are nothing more than physically attractive empty suits and skirts. They lack the fiber to stand up to a classic bully and cultish liar. Our Democratic candidates must also be trained in the art of how to talk about Trump...disparaging him and being outraged is not enough. Wrapping him in his own lies over and over and over again is a better start, but he needs to be hit back on hard and the party is not rising to this challenge as a whole.
We need an immediate bulldog - someone articulate, popular and unlikely to attempt a 2020 run. We need a lightning rod to get under Trump's skin and to shake him and keep him swinging at pitches in the dirt. We need someone to clear the air and allow our message and our eventual candidate to get clear of the gaslighting and bullshit vapors that emanate from Trump's fetid swamp of an administration.
I would LOVE to see Joe Kennedy III adopt this role. He has the pedigree, the story of his own work to help others, and the chops to be the stone in Trump's shoe. He is unlikely to run for President (though if he did, he would have my life dedicated to drumming up votes for him). He is an icon by birth, but a real person as well. He is the one that could take down Trump as a campaign surrogate unlike any other...
We are losing time by the second when we do not have a clear front-runner for the 2020 race...Trump has already been running for 2 years and won't stop for the next 2....it is literally the only thing he does that gains him any support (even if it is contrived and paid for). We need to counter that and we need a voice to carry the party message with impunity in the process....but we damn well better get started or this is going to be the end of the road.
Please send prayers/thoughts out to my aunt, uncle and cousins (Alaskan Bear victim)
The story that has been in the news yesterday and today about the Alaskan man missing since Monday and found after being mauled by a bear is a member of my direct family.
Michael Soltis was my first cousin, the eldest child of my Aunt and Uncle; and he was lost to us this week in tragedy. He went out for a hike in the woods near his home, as he had done countless times in his life and this time never returned. The cause was discovered amid a nearly additional tragedy, which was narrowly averted - as it is believed the bear that killed him attacked searchers trying to find Michael, and nearly claimed another life before being scared off.
Please send thoughts, emotions and if you pray, prayers for my aunt and uncle and cousins especially. This tragedy is more than any family should have to endure, but they deserve and need all the support that can be summoned to them. I will not name them all, in respect for their privacy, but each and every one of them are in my thoughts now.
Distance, age and circumstance kept Michael and I from being particularly close when we were children, as my aunt and uncles and cousins all grew up in and lived in Alaska, while my family was in the Chicagoland / Lake Michigan area...but I have very clear, fond memories of Michael as a child, when they visited us and we took a cross-country drive from Chicago to Florida; and when we visited them for a month in the summer before I started high school (and we toured what seemed to be the entire state in my aunt and uncle's Chevy Suburban (a dozen people on an unending tour of the great state of Alaska), and impressions of earlier visits for the birth of his siblings when we were both very young, other cousins of mine.
Michael was a free-spirited and adventurous soul, dedicated to exploration and outdoor living, which is how I remember him tonight and always. An easy-going, ever-present and semi-mischievous smile and a warm, caring disposition are what I recall, childhood impressions and memories that live on, that are apparent in the photos and memories being shared in light of this horrible time. Being kids from different worlds and experiencing those differences along the way. Riding motorcycles and canoes and bicycles. Throwing rocks across an ice-cold Alaskan lake shore (which did not end well) or into Lake Michigan from the beaches on its southern shores (which was truly less eventful)... Being kids exploring the area around the family home on those trips north, or trying to keep up with him around my own suburban neighborhood when they were visiting the lower 48.
To my everlasting regret and loss, we will not reunite or have a chance to ever look back on those childhood memories again in this life, but I carry them with me as my journey goes on with a loss deeply felt and sincere wishes for the pain to be eased for those in my family who were much closer and present in Michael's life day to day and are feeling his absence so keenly now.
Rest in peace Michael, you are no longer with us in body, but your spirit remains forevermore in the memories, minds and hearts of your family, friends and loved ones.
https://www.cnn.com/2018/06/21/us/bear-kills-man-anchorage-alaska/index.html
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