Aftermath: Trump’s downfall

Aftermath. Trump’s downfall.

Contact was sporadic. It was hard to believe that a country that basically ran everything a few months ago was now so difficult to get hold of.

Trump’s downfall and sudden removal from office had caused a massive shockwave. And that in itself was a huge surprise. Wasn’t that what everybody had wanted. Wasn’t that what everyone had predicted. And yet when it happened the shit hit the fan bigtime.

Trump disappeared. As did his cronies. The VP. Bondi. Meon. Hegseth, Patel et al. All of them. To a man. To a woman. Gone. Hopefully, was the word on many lips, never to be seen again.

The general consensus was that they were dead. To put it bluntly, murdered in their beds, as some might say, deservedly. Others, conspiracy nutters of course, insisted that they had been transported to that place where Micheal Jackson and other stars of stage, screen and music (Epstein?) now reside. Whatever. Who cares? As long as there was some kind of justice to be had, was the general mood. Hopefully a worthy punishment for their many, many sins.

The point was, what the hell was going on now?

No-one seemed to know.

There was hell to play. Guns were drawn and fired in the aftermath. There were sides taken. Fat men in military fatigues waddled on to the streets armed to the teeth and fired on anyone who looked different. Just like they always did. But this time things weren’t the same.

Trump had gone and the downtrodden hordes had grown in confidence. Guns were a plenty and fire was returned, so it wasn’t long before the fat bully men ran, out of breath and wetting themselves. Very, very frightened they retreated to their bunkers to gorge themselves on the huge supplies of canned comfort food that they had stored up for Armageddon.

The streets were wild and vengeance was there to be taken. And quite understandably so. There were scores to be settled. Families to be avenged. ICE officers to be made to pay the price for their indiscretions and murders. A few weeks of blood and before long communications dropped out.

To be continued?

Grey skies ain’t gonna clear up.

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.

I call them Orcs.

I call them orcs because there is no other designation I can think of that adequately describes such a disgusting mass of bodies from the Darkside.

The Darkside.

Where the ignorant dwell and the irrational breed. A place where those without humour and foresight live (and fly flags).

The Orc cares for no-one and saves its bile for those that are different.

If Orcs come across anyone that looks, speaks or behaves differently than the Orc does, it has one response. HATRED. Actually two. ANGER.

HATRED & ANGER loom large in an Orc’s life.

Unfortunately, the Orcs have crossed over. They have left the Darkside and now make their homes amongst us. Orcs live close by. They live next door and work at our sides. Orcs have so perfected the art of disguise* that they can even present as our friends.

The Orc’s one desire is to promote the hatred that burns inside him/her. Now, with stones overturned and into the light, the Orc has found a freedom (which it wishes to deny to everyone else), to spread its bile.

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Unfortunately, we must accept at least some of the blame for the rise of the Orcs.

Not only have we supplied the perfect vehicle that enables the Orc brother/sisterhood to spread its disease, but we have also continued to feed said vehicle. We have allowed Social Media to carry the highly infectious germs of Orc-ism. We can no longer deny the fact that the likes of Facebook (et al), infect and convert others to Orc-ism, on a daily basis.

Social Media, once a blessing, is now a curse.

Social media a place where evil finds a voice. A place where TRUTH & FACTS are muffled. A place where Orcs find for the first time in their disgusting live, a place to broadcast without hindrance, its vilest lies.

We are at war.

And as in any war, the enemy have their spies and infiltrators. There are amongst us (those that are not Orcs), traitors and the like who would promote the Orcs and their poison for reasons they would best like to keep to themselves. However, it has become increasingly obvious that power is the key.

The Orcs by their very nature are easily led. They have no morals, no basic education and are totally ignorant. They operate purely on gut feeling. In the dark world of the Orc there is no need for evidence or facts. If something is different or requires brainpower or an effort to understand, that is a good enough reason to revert to what the Orc does best, HATE.

The spies and the infiltrators amongst us have a need (for want of a better word), soldiers. Followers who will hang on to their every word. So, promotion of a particular kind e.g. Racism. Homophobia etc, will attract an Orc to your side instantly. Should you need unthinking followers to bend the knee and hang on to your every hatred, call for an Orc.

Indeed, no better example of trumpet blowing for the recruitment of Orcs, is to be found in the once ‘Land of the Free’, America.

A land where Orc-ism is in full flow, slowly eating away at the basics of Common Sense and perhaps more worryingly, JUSTICE.

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But there is hope.

Orcs are ill disciplined. They cannot, will not, hold the line. They are cowards. And crucially, they have no argument once the consequence of their actions starts to reveal themselves. They will always retreat.

History, (of which they have no idea) tells us so.

The past has seen the Orcs rise and then, just as rapidly, fall. Their path only ever leads to disaster. Their bricks and mortar are rarely properly made. What they hurriedly build soon crumbles.

We know that Justice always prevails but unfortunately, there are casualties along the way.

Which is why, in an effort to reduce the damage already done we must act fast.

The removal of the Orcs and the traitors that lead them is of the utmost importance and it must happen NOW.

No delay. NOW.

* Beware, some Orcs are now beginning to parade openly and think nothing of raising flags to announce their presence.

America eats itself.

I should be in my shed, painting. Instead, I am watching a horrendous spectacle. I’m watching as…

America eats itself.

The unfortunate truth as far as I am concerned, is that Donald J Trump has taken up residency in my head, rent free. The unfathomable plight of the American people and why they have allowed HIM to happen consumes me…anyway…this…

It’s obvious that I am not the only one in these here parts to be watching in astonishment as America eats itself. Things have got so bad that the jokes about ‘the orange one’ etc are no longer funny.

So much so, that the TV shows that are brave enough to criticise the President by showing never ending clips of his ridiculous statements or behaviour, are in my opinion becoming tired and ineffective. Once upon a time, humour was a powerful weapon that could be relied upon to slow down the progress of the most powerful wannabe dictator. Not anymore. They have cracked all the jokes, shown all the videos and the Fool is still there.

Trump is as he is portrayed. Stupid and dangerous. The radio and TV stations of sensible America are merely telling the truth as it is and thereby have lost any barbs that they might have had. It can tell its audience nothing new about its corrupt President.

The time has come to stop laughing.

The ‘joke’ is over. Time to get serious America. Time to get serious or die.

Trump is as mad as a box of frogs. He is a conman, a narcissist. He is greedy and a grifter.

America, Trump will destroy you.

It’s all been said and it’s all true. It therefore follows that the truth because of its constant repetition holds no longer holds shock value. The surprise, the step back in ‘shock/horror’ effect has dissipated. The TV stations are merely telling their audience what they already know.

In short, main street media has lost its edge. And is now merely feeding the masses who hate Trump with what they want and expect to hear. And it is these feelings of audience self-righteousness and the ‘told you so’ effect, that is keeping them from rising in anger from their over-stuffed sofas. They are too ‘comfortable’. And under the mistaken allusion that the TV companies/personalities will fight the battle for them. They need to wake up and organise before it is too late. Which it might be already.

What also amazes me is the sycophantic Republican party. Their complete lack of realisation that they cannot go on like this is embarrassing. Their day, (sooner rather than later one hopes), will most definitely come and no amount of money and guns will save them from the fury of the crowd. Or should I say, mob.

History has shown us many, many times that empires will fall, some quicker than others. And the way America is isolating itself from its one-time friends and allies, this could be one of the quickest falls from grace ever.

It doesn’t take a great brain to realise that when the fall comes revenge will be taken, and heads will roll. If I was a present-day Republican decision maker, I would already be feeling rather uneasy and wondering about the future for me and my family.

Meanwhile the orange slob sits in the White House appointing idiots to the most powerful jobs in the administration, and for a purpose.

It means that when the consequences of their crazy decisions become too much for Trump to bare. He will deny all knowledge of the decisions made and blame the idiots he himself appointed.

Easy come – easy go.