I’m going to quit writing awhile, if I can. Too much going on and I’m too revved up for sensible conversation. You know that story I was pretending to write about the 2020 election? I don’t need to write any more in order to discover what kind of story it turned out to be. It is/was a horror story.

Somehow Bob Woodward’s book FEAR came into my hands without seeking, and I feel nauseated to find how stagecrafted Trump’s election was, how encouraged and how others modeled him like clay into being elected. He switched from being pro choice to pro life among other positions just for the pleasure of what would become his base. From the beginning his behavior was guideded and shaped by skillful goal oriented individuals who exercised their skills at manipulation in a behind the scenes dishonest game. He doesn’t seem to believe in anything except winning at the role adopted for him by behind the scenes despicables. All were surprised their games worked (backfired? farted?) and they succeeded in presenting the United States with a pretend president who had to be watched cafrefully. Letters were surreptitiously removed from his desk before signing in order to protect our country from him, etc., after he became the first president with unpredictable temper tantrums and irrational proposed actions.

So, I’m aggravated with news media for calling the “leaks” unpatriotic for trying to keep him from irreparable international harm, when they’re not only risking their jobs but trying to offset Trump’s rampant impulsive tantrums and elevator basement morality. By the way, anyone heard from the evangelicals recently?

And I do turn the tv off when the young “miracle worker” sells his gadget that will mechanically tell you that the best is yet to come for you, you are blessed with unanticipated good things in your future–sight unseen, of course. That one’s a money maker, all right, maybe run for president in 2024. Anyone heard from other evangelicals recently?

Sorry, hate to leave you with discouraging thoughts. I’ve set my card table up in my bedroom to facilitate drawing, collage making and poetry writing. I’m going to try and let my blog writing cool off a bit. Peace.