Not Catching that Bug and Buzz


Here in Michigan, it’s Primary Election Day. It’s also the first time I won’t be showing up at the polls… i.e., seeing how I had already hand delivered my absentee ballot to City Hall this past Friday.

While I am relieved that I won’t have to show up at my precinct’s… YIKES! NO MASKS REQUIRED!… polling place during a global pandemic… where I’d risk catching that nasty COVID-19 bug…

Nonetheless, I will be missing the physicality of it all… the process of signing in… standing in the fast moving line… being seated at the partitioned voting table… catching that national community buzz.


Stay Safe at Home! Stay Publicly Masked! Stay Healthy!






Could an Un-Contained Coronavirus Cause a Coronation?


On 03/16/20, Donald Trump tossed around the word salad to roll out his coronavirus containment timetable… i.e., to make public his prediction of how much longer America / the world would be plagued by COVID19.

Said he…

“If we do a really good job, we’ll not only hold the death down to a level that is much lower than the other way, had we not done a good job, but people are talking about July, August, something like that.”

He added…

“Could be longer [than] that.”

Hmm… how much longer would longer be? Oh… say… November?
Hmm… how convenient.

Perhaps the Trumpster’s failure to deal with this pandemic, in a timely manner, involves something far more egregious than unpresidential bungling? Might he be dragging his butt to gain the political upper hand? To sicken our body of voters? To keep us bedridden and/or in quarantine? To classify America as an in lock-down, plague nation?

To what end?

In all likelihood, to call off Election Day… i.e., to mutate the presidency into an un-American dynasty. That would be any effing Fascist’s fantasy come true. This would permit Donald Trump Sr. to maintain his reign of terror for another 20+ years AND allow his heir apparent… his namesake Donald Trump Jr…. to do the same for 30+ years after that.








Impeach the President ~ Vid of the (Election) Day

Back in the early 1970s, Tricky Dicky Nixon was every bit the crook he adamantly claimed not to be. Consequently, he was facing down the all too real prospects of both House impeachment and Senate conviction. Only his fight or flight political instincts, favoring the latter, spared him the Constitutional ouster / indignity he truly deserved.

About twenty months prior to that outcome, a funk band, The Honey Drippers (with Nixon in mind) had recorded the aptly titled tune… Impeach the President.

Seeing how its composer, Roy Charles Hammond (a.k.a. Roy C), was / is quite the savvy lyricist, he had intentionally kept the lyrics sufficiently ambiguous to extend this song’s shelf-life. Indeed, this song does translate well into our Trumpian times.

And seeing how America’s voting booths are open for biz this very Tuesday, what better day to make Impeach the President our Vid of the (Election) Day.

Let’s give a listen to The Representatives’ 2017 cover version…