NOT a Garden Party

Hard to believe it's been 5 years since our current President instigated the potential overthrowing of the Government.  A dear relative does consider January 6th as nothing more than a Garden Party; as I learned while surrounded by a dozen leather-clad motorcyclists.  I'm fearless, more-or-less, but that didn't seem like the time to share my opinion.  Besides, it was a funeral.

But they're not around me now, and I'm free to speak my mind.  But I won't.  By this time, people have made up their minds about whether or not a crime was committed that day, or it was a rowdy party.  I've called our President Teflon Don before; if you're unfamiliar, that's what they called John Gotti in the 80s in New York.  I was there, and so was Trump.

He'd just gotten caught fooling around with Marla Maples on his first wife, Ivana.  They were on the front pages of New York newspapers, we'd notice while zipping around the Big Apple on the way to work.  I always found it revolting that the headline was, "Best Sex I Ever Had" while the release of Nelson Mandela only rated the bottom right corner.

Trump hasn't changed - he's only gotten worse, and larger, and now he's getting us all embroiled in some bullshit 'war' in Venezuela.  What I'd like to see first is proof in the pudding:  what are the numbers?  What percentage of deaths from Fentanyl has decreased in, say, six months from now?

None of this should be surprising to any of us, unless we're completely blind and stupid.  I thought we'd have more time.

Recently at work, we've received written instructions as to what to do if ICE comes on to the property.  They are allowed to go anywhere considered Public spaces without proper paperwork (signed, officiated).

Someone joked that we (Workampers) were all legal, but my question was whether our rented spaces are considered public or private?  We have Hispanic guests, and I'd hate to think they're sitting outside their RVs, enjoying a drink and the weather, when some masked gunmen, strolling through the park, decide they want to check their papers.  We don't require people's passports upon arrival.  How fast could they scramble back into their RV?

Long/short the Spaces are public, but they cannot enter our RVs.  

I was given a pop-quiz the other day, which I failed:

"What would you do if ICE walked through the doors?"

I'm 70, and I'd hoped never to live to see Stormtroopers at my door, despite earlier predictions of that very thing. 

I answered,  "Ask to see their paperwork?"

"NO!  Don't do a thing - tell them they need to speak to the Managers."

Don't engage - fine with me.  but it wasn't supposed to happen so soon.  I'm not ready.

People also laughed when I said I'd be hedging my bets by obtaining proof I could be considered Russian; and also documents relating to my New Zealand ancestors.  Doesn't seem so funny, now that the globe is being divvied up.

I love the way these Bozos talk about being strong and going to war when they've never served a day (Trump; Miller).  Of course they want the oil.  Of course Trump's pissed that woman won the Nobel Prize... but this just in from Euronews:

"Venezuelan opposition leader María Corina Machado said on Monday she wants to share her Nobel Peace Prize with US President Donald Trump and personally thank him following his administration's military intervention in Venezuela."

Half a prize is better than none, I guess she thinks.  Look at how everyone is bowing down, but in this case she's probably smart.

All he needs to do is change the terminology in order to grab other nations with impunity.  Greenland's practically screaming,

"If you want to build more bases here (to solve the Security of America problem), just ask!"

People like me are not against the idea of getting rid of a scumbag like Maduro; but the fact that there's no plan for what's next is...incredulous doesn't seem strong enough.  And throwing threats around to a growing list of countries only risks Americans abroad, and it doesn't have to be IN threatened countries.  I told you about the abuse I received at an art show, of all places, following the release of the Abu Ghraib photos.

Well, they're not my sons and grandsons.  I hope the best for yours.