The Crisis Of Now
An Email I Sent To My Brother;
Hi Jerry,
One of Mencken's quotes widely circulated since the Trump upset is from a column he wrote 96 years ago predicting that, "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."
Mencken's denunciation of Harding's 1921 inaugural speech as "the worst English I have ever encountered" could easily apply to the evidence of an unhinged mind manifest in Mr. Trump's Twitter twaddle: "It reminds me of a string of wet sponges; it reminds me of tattered washing on the line; it reminds me of stale bean-soup, of college yells, of dogs barking idiotically through endless nights. It is so bad that a sort of grandeur creeps into it. It drags itself out of the dark abysm (I was about to write abscess!) of pish, and crawls insanely up the topmost pinnacle of posh. It is rumble and bumble. It is flap and doodle. It is balder and dash."
Some people wonder how I can live in this town surrounded by cults of evangelists and gun worshipers. I feel it is a calling that I be here as a moderating influence among the misinformed and agitated right wing nutters.
I explain reality as simply as I can to people who have been subjugated by 20 years of talk radio propaganda.
For example: I think it is best to calmly suggest a course or study of thermodynamics and atmospheric effects of heat producing propulsion systems at high altitudes to those who want to rant about “chem-trails”. They may go away angrily muttering, but at least they might look up one of those big fancy words whenever they get to wherever they have thankfully wandered off to.
One of the reasons I am not worried that publishing this on one of my blogs will disturb any of the 18% of Americans who voted for Trump is there are more than 100 words on this page and Trump supporters figure reading a lot of words is for pinko lefties.
It is a beautiful day, here in Redding
Your younger brother,
Phil
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