Too Bad it's a Fallen World

 Trump won the election. 

There's not much I can say about that. Everyone I know is horrified, except for my Socialist friends who are secretly pleased, as somehow Kamala was a lot worse than Trump. Somehow. 

Worse than Donald Trump, a literal embodiment of everything worth hating in the world. 

Seems like a good day to pardon Trump for all those crimes he's committed. Bad day to be someone who nudged his tray in the cafeteria in 1963 and made him drop his Twinkie. Trump forgets nothing. His elaborate personal grooming regimen proves that. 

Well, he forgets Joan Rivers is dead, or who he's running against, or that the British of the American Civil War didn't have airports. But he doesn't forget a grudge. 

There goes everything, America. More money for the rich guys. Fewer rules for the rich guys. Actually, no rules for the rich guys. The land of do as you please. An AI Theme Park where none of the rides are safe but that doesn't matter because no one can tell you not to ride them and no one is accountable when you die. The Big Rock Candy Mountain where the hens lay soft boiled eggs, and you can eat 'em still warm from the anus, as there's no pesky health and safety legislation. 

This is a clear signal to the bullies, the racists, the neighborhood monster: you were right. You were right all along. Take it, it's yours. If they don't stop you, for whatever reason, they obviously didn't deserve it. They didn't want it enough. But YOU did. You must have done, it's in your pocket right now, isn't it? Enjoy it. You deserve it. 

Hit 'em. What are they going to do? Hit you back? Please. 

Besides there's more of us. 

The weirdos, the fags, the ugly women, the pretty women who reject you, the poor, the foreign, people who talk funny, intellectuals, the elderly, sick people, those guys selling pencils on the street corner. Get rid of 'em. We don't need them. What are they for? Maybe the climate would change for the better if we got rid of a few of those hungry mouths, stealing food from the plates of hard working Americans, breathing our precious American air and spitting out garlic smelling carbon dioxide. Maybe it's time to thin the herd. 

Experts? I get all the facts I need from social media. Experts tell me my facts are wrong, I tell them it's freedom of speech, man. My made up facts are just as good as your store-bought, old geezer facts. Why should I watch the news when I can listen to Joe Rogan or check out Elon's dank tweets? Are they still called "tweets"? Exes? Exxons? Eels? 

This is a bad day for everything. Nothing positive can come of the election to the highest office of power of a monster. He is the worst of humanity. The nadir of what we should want to be. Yet, there you go. He won. Go figure. 

Still the Republicans are complaining. "You called us fascists. Why you got to be so mean?" Well, I mean, you called us libtards cucks and snowflakes, and attacked the United States Capitol Building, chanting "Hang Mike Pence!", but yeah, name-calling hurts. It was just all the fascistic stuff Trump was saying and you were cheering and applauding. It seemed like...

No, you're right. Let's wait and see where are that rhetoric goes before we point the finger. Open carry on, regardless.