To: The Lame-a** Hot Air Machine Dude, have you no pride? Any? Even a tiny bit? Seriously, what the hell are you doing calling Kemp again, trying to get him to throw you Georgia? It’s done. Move on. Stop it. You look like a fool even if you’re still able to milk your peeps for … Continue reading 0202 PMURT says it all
Collusion
The ends and the means
President* Trump, Yesterday morning when I set out on my walk I didn’t have anything specific in mind to write to you about. I figured something would occur to me in my perusal of the news or in reaction to the day’s poem (which, by the way was incredible and can be read here: https://poets.org/poem/five-horses-doctor-ramon-emeterio-betances?mc_cid=2d4fec3e74&mc_eid=03fcdf422b). … Continue reading The ends and the means
Small, safe thinking will doom us
President* Trump, Most people I know like to figure out solutions to problems and then get down and fix things – it feels good to get clear what an issue is, come up with something constructive to do about it, and then enact the fix. It’s easy to conjure the image of someone standing up … Continue reading Small, safe thinking will doom us
How about we don’t just live with this?
President* Trump, So I swear that the WP article drilling down on how the numbers of covid-19-related deaths and hospitalizations are only temporarily lagging behind the surging case numbers came out overnight, after I wrote yesterday’s letter to you (WP title: “Coronavirus Deaths Lag Behind Surging Infections But May Catch Up Soon”). As you can … Continue reading How about we don’t just live with this?
The Hubris Syndrome on steroids
President* Trump, Sometimes I get some pretty interesting things popping up in my “Pocket” – that online service no one asks for that suggests articles based on one’s reading history. The one that’s been sitting open in my browser for a couple of days is an Atlantic piece by Jerry Useem entitled “Power Causes Brain … Continue reading The Hubris Syndrome on steroids
The tell of two scoops
Dear President Trump, It was years (and years) ago when some news outlet, probably the NYT since that’s what I was reading back in the early days of your reign of terror, reported on your habit of insisting that you be served two scoops of vanilla ice cream with your gorgeous, most beautiful-ever chocolate cake, … Continue reading The tell of two scoops
April Fool’s Day and willful ignorance; a serendipitous pairing (of sorts)
Dear President Trump, When I woke up this morning I had no idea that it would make sense to address the topic of your willful ignorance on April Fool’s Day, but the universe is apparently doing it’s universe thing and here we are. Jennifer Rubin used the term “willful ignorance” in her WP editorial this … Continue reading April Fool’s Day and willful ignorance; a serendipitous pairing (of sorts)
Two things
Dear President Trump, I’ve got two things on my mind this morning, both of which are follow-ons from letters earlier in the week. The first has to do with whether the king-makers have drawn any lines in the sand that you aren’t supposed to cross or if the point is for you to sow maximal … Continue reading Two things
Ha! On us
Dear President Trump, Today marks the date three very long years ago that I started saving the messages I was sending you on your contact page. I’d only been at it for a week at that point so I’ve got 99.4% of the 1,102 days worth of messages safely tucked away in one of two … Continue reading Ha! On us
Such a redundantly tangled mess
Dear President Trump, Oh, where to start? Who the hell knows? I don’t. The original question implies there’s a single right answer and it also implies that it’s important to choose the starting point correctly. And yes, sometimes it is critical to start somewhere specific, like the beginning or maybe another strategic juncture that helps … Continue reading Such a redundantly tangled mess
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