I don’t know whether it’s the continual rain and grey skies that we get here in the UK on a daily basis that is wearing me down, but I don’t feel moved to do anything. Certainly, there’s no inspiration to paint. The sky, the airwaves are grey. Everything feels as though it is collapsing under some huge, damp and weighted, wet blanket.
Actually, I do know what it is.
It’s all those soft, pudgy, corrupt rich people who were under the impression that they could run our lives and are now, (oh God please keep the momentum going), getting what’s coming to them… (at least in the UK). It’s slowing me down because I can’t wait for the justice to come.
Unfortunately, some, like the fat, disgusting orange monster who appears unaffected by the present hoo-ha and is still in the White House with his fat, but tiny finger poised ready to do what he does best and kill another few thousand people, all in the name of helping them out (see Iran).
Sad to say, he may take a little longer to face justice. But I hope, once the American people awake from their 239-year slumber, he and his slimy cohorts will soon face the guillotine.
Bondi, Patel all of them. I can’t wait to watch them shed tears and plead innocence on the grounds that they ‘were only following orders’, before they are dragged off to serve long jail terms. In the meantime, however, we have to steel ourselves and continue to watch their daily arrogance and the unbelievable stance they display. A performance that shows plainly that they think they can (literally) get away with murder. Of course we have seen it before. If you have ever watched any of the archive from the Nurenburg trials, you will have seen the mirror image.
For me personally it has always been the general American population that I have found difficult to deal with. I’m sure I’m not the only one. The rest of the world has spent years watching open-mouthed at Americans insatiable greed, mind-numbing ignorance and their real belief/religion if you will, that they are the most important country in the world.
However, probably, maybe, hopefully (all though I doubt it), for the first time in their (neglected/made up/forgotten) history, we might be witnessing a light leaking through a very thin chink in their armour.
I think if it were possible to find anything good about Trump’s rule, it would have to be that he might (a small might), have shown the average yank that they are breakable. That they can grow the bushiest beards and put on the most muscle in the tightest tee-shirts (and that’s just the women), but in the end they are, as the rest of the world has always suspected, bloated, fat and full of hot air.
Whatever it is, they elected Trump.
So, it goes without saying, that there is something very wrong with them. They are, to use a Trumpism, losers. Like their Lord and Master, everything they touch turns to dust.
One can only hope that when this is all over, they would have learnt some humility. But of course, in our hearts and minds, we know that there is…
NOT A CHANCE of that happening.
…and give it a few years for this mess to cool down and you can bet your bottom dollar something like this will happen again,. Let’s face it…it’s in their nature. They can’t help it. The arrogance is their DNA.
