Anyone in a shop-till-you-drop mood?


One would think that Confederate Prez Donny, who fancies himself the stable genius and consummate businessman, would be able to grasp onto the economic fundamentals… namely…

RULE #1: Unemployed, destitute grown-ups will not be in a let’s-shop-till-we-drop mood when [1] worried sick that COVID-19 will come home to roost [2] paying for the roof overhead and food on the table proves difficult, AND [3] the Fascist overthrow of America may already be a fait accompli.

That stark deficit of consumer confidence should come as no shocker to that science denier / autocrat who’s totally to blame for COVID-19’s physical and fiscal devastation and the dismantling of democracy.

Obviously, I cannot speak for everyone, but, under such grim circumstances, aside from paying for life’s bare essentials, the only way I’d ever go on a shopping spree is to [1] prepare for the worst by prearranging my own funeral and [2] hope for the best by booking a one way flight to the nearest progressive nation with outstretched, welcoming arms.


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







What’s a Grown-Up To Do?


Long sigh! How are we, the adults in the room, supposed to deal with this?

For the past (nearly) four years, we’ve become the exasperated, surrogate parents to a truculent, septuagenarian man-child, who [1] gleefully fritters away his precious time frolicking around his oval shaped playpen, [2] disgustingly marks his territory while scampering about the playground nation, and [3] vegges out in front of the TV while experiencing disgusting, drooling, perverted, pubescent-magnitude rapture for his doting FOX friends (who, in turn, are always on hand to stroke his… uh… well… let’s just call it his inflated ego and leave it at that).

We are painfully aware that [1] he is sickened by narcissism, [2] he relies on nepotism to shamelessly pick and choose the mindlessly loyal, sicko classmates he’ll play with and [3] they all live by their official class motto, “A mind is a wonderful thing to waste” (an adage awash with anti-science and anti-everything anti-intellectualism).

Considering them… as a hole… uh… as a whole… it should come as no huge surprise that they deem Coronavirus / COVID19 to be a Democratic Party hoax RATHER THAN the all too real, existential threat to humankind, which it is.

How can we expect a full of himself little man to ever act fully in the public interest? It appears way above his pay-grade to ever tackle any problem promptly, proactively and potently… and more to the point… to effectively contain and conquer COVID19 before it’s too late (becomes a pandemic). Perhaps it’s already too late?

Instead, what we get is the man-child… in the role of Dow Jones Donny… delivering his utterly unproductive, absolutely insensitive speeches and briefings.

We find the man-child worried sick over the ailing Stock Market. Is he even capable of feeling similarly about the people who’ve actually become sickened by this dread disease?

Obviously, he’s oblivious to these truths… which should be self-evident…

• The health of the Stock Market is inexorably linked to the health of the Workforce. Cure the latter and the former will take care of itself.

• Dead people and their mourning family and friends will not be in a “Let’s shop till we drop” mood. Neither will the rest of us restless folks, who are constantly worrying that even our weekly trips to the grocery store could kill us all.