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The Metaphorical Wall

Five days into 2019, we are in the midst of a government shutdown, and incessant talk about a border wall. The “wall” talk has been with us ever since Donald Trump decided to run for president, and like every other aspect of his presidency, it is a giant Potemkin village that is all show and no substance.

It is ironic that people like Trump are experts when it comes to construction. They don’t actually build anything tangible, but they excel at throwing up metaphorical walls that frustrate, infuriate, and have the capability of hurting many. While I have to keep in mind that Trump hasn’t ever been officially diagnosed as having Narcissistic Personality Disorder (NPD) he exhibits the characteristics of it. Mind you, I am not an expert at diagnosing emotional disorders, but I, and many others have first-hand experience dealing with people who behave similarly to him. That’s why we are triggered by this mendacious, King Lear-ish despot who thinks he has absolute power over the entire world.

It shouldn’t surprise anyone with a narcissistic person, or persons in their lives that Trump is fixated on building a wall. People like him throw up invisible walls that can make life unnecessarily challenging for the rest of us. While these metaphorical walls don’t require any financial commitment, they can be both physically and emotionally devastating. Just look at the havoc the current government shutdown is causing: there are currently 800,000 government employees who are either working without pay, or furloughed until Trump decides to cave on his ridiculous request of $5 billion to build his imaginary wall. And the longer this goes on, the worse it will get. Entire agencies will have to shutter completely in order to satisfy the whims of someone who is categorically unfit to be in the position he holds. If that doesn’t scare you, you are ass-up and completely clueless.

Think for a moment about all those difficult people we must deal with who unhesitatingly throw up barriers that we are tasked with dismantling. It could be a family member, a friend, or colleague who habitually gets in our face with manufactured obstacles we must tear down. And we expend Herculean effort trying to deal with these, to the point where we are the ones who have to seek support to deal with the crises they cause. Meanwhile the “builder” of the wall stands back and gleefully relishes the frenzy before them. People get hurt, and the builder exhibits little to no empathy for the fabrication of anguish being wrought.

Those of you reading this who have had the incredible luck to be spared from a Trump in your life should pay close attention to what is happening. Either you are in denial, or you have some serious emotional issues. Many mental health experts will tell you that narcissists are beyond help and are not capable of changing. My personal solution to dealing with a narcissistic person is to cut them off completely. It is the only way to save yourself; the hell with what the narcissist is thinking or feeling – you must put yourself first in the equation and do whatever is necessary to get yourself as far away from this person, or persons, as possible.

It’s too bad getting rid of Trump won’t be so easy. Years from now, he will likely be a case study in psychology programs at schools all over the world. He will join the ranks of Hitler, Stalin, Mussolini, and other malignant figures in history who caused the death and destruction of millions. That is, if we’re still around to contemplate the damage he has done.

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Returning From Self-Imposed Exile

It’s been almost two years since I last blogged. It’s been almost two years since I’ve done any writing at all. It got to the point where I was exhausted by all the topics I blogged about, and I simply needed to get away from them all. Granted I am not a ridiculously successful, famous author who’s been hiding away in a secluded cabin in the woods (Annie Proulx is literally somewhere in my midst) contemplating my next roman à clef; I’ve been toiling at other things, and quite honestly, did not miss putting pen to paper.

So, what have I been doing? I’ve been working in an administrative capacity, earning a weekly paycheck and not subjecting myself to the humiliation of attempting to earn a living writing for less-than-a-penny-a-word content mills. The world of online line content has sunken to hideous lows, as we all know, and I no longer have the desire to attempt to earn a meager living writing crap I’m not proud of. Instead, I’ve regularly been telling Donald Trump to “go fuck himself” on Twitter, along with disturbing other shit that’s gotten me banned from the platform, twice. It’s been entertaining for the most part, but I lately find myself yearning to get back to writing more than 280 characters at a time.

I’ve got a lot to say, and I am once again ready to say it. Keep an eye on this space for the piss and vinegar of yore, new and improved after a long silence.

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We don’t need Margaret Atwood to tell us we live in a dystopian universe.

 

 

I have to begin by saying I am not a fan of Margaret Atwood’s books. I did, however, recently read her seminal novel, The Handmaid’s Tale, because it seemed apropos given the current events we are witnessing. Moreover, it’s been years since I attempted one of her works. Since my brain has been rewired by chemotherapy, my taste in literature has changed slightly, along with my sense of smell.

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Donald Trump Has Us All Distraught

I knew it was going to take a significant something to light a fire under my ass to get me blogging again. I’ve spent the last three months marinating in the American people’s decision to award Donald Trump the presidency, and watching seemingly everyone who swears they didn’t cast a vote for him become completely unhinged (myself included). Friends, family members, colleagues, online acquaintances, and even complete strangers find themselves at odds with each other over how the most unlikely candidate for the big chair is actually managing to sit in it.

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There’s A Lot I Can Say That I’m Not Gonna Say…

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One of my favorite characters in The Sopranos was unquestionably Aida Turturro‘s portrayal of Tony’s sister Janice. Their fictional relationship reminds me of my own relationship with my brother, but that’s a story for another time.

Someone recently asked me what was going on with my blog, and it struck me that I’ve been remiss in blogging for almost four full months. Let me tell you why: I started working full-time last May, and between freelancing for so long, and all the vile medical treatments I had to undergo post-cancer diagnosis, I was tired of pushing myself to write. Yes, some writers have to push themselves, and I count myself among those who do. I’ve also realized that for the time being, I don’t miss writing.

Those of you who are friends with me on Facebook know that I’ve been very vocal lately. I’ve taken an active anti-Trump stance, and at present, I am content to leave the heavy lifting to others. I will disseminate writing that I feel needs to be read, but for now, I will not be doing any of it myself. I’ve shoveled a lot of shit against a very strong tide for a long time now, and I need a break. For now, I am putting some long-dormant skills of mine to good use – for people who appreciate it – and to maintain a level of sanity I’d denied myself for too long. I no longer have to chase my income; it comes to me once a week without fail.

“Toodle-fucking-oo” for now. But remember, I will be back. And I will have lots to say.

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And, They’re Off…

February 1, 2016 is the official kick-off to the presidential election, even though we don’t yet know who the candidates will be. It marks the day people in Iowa gather to caucus for the candidates – which I will be doing for the first time in my life as a voter in my current state at the end of March. To be honest, I much prefer pulling the lever or ticking the box. From what I’ve read about caucusing, it doesn’t sound like an activity I’d enjoy. I’ve been conditioned to think as a solitary voter, behind box or curtain – not in a room full of people I need to explain myself to. Who knows? Maybe I’ll like it; in my mind, however, the process seems a little labor intensive. I’ll get back to everyone once I’ve actually done it.

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I Know; It’s Been a While. Time to Get Back to Blogging.

I was actually pretty busy during the month of December, and sadly, it caused me to neglect my blog. I am hot with shame, in addition to my regularly scheduled hot flashes, but I vow to make up for it in the days, weeks, and months to come. After all, this is my name, my livelihood, and my lifeblood.

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Donald Trump and Ann Coulter Are Ruining It For Everyone

I’ve been sitting on this blog post for a few days because I’ve been having a lot of difficulty trying to articulate how I feel about Donald Trump. I don’t like the guy, that’s a certainty, but to make comments about him in a tone that would make me sound like a bigger buffoon than he is wouldn’t satisfy my objective. It would feel good to call him a fucking asshole; a clueless moron; a scumbag; an embarrassment to America… Well, I just did. Now I can get down to business.

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Picking Up Where I Left Off (Resurrection)

It’s been almost two years since I wrote at my old blog, Ink & Paint Creative Writing Services. I got to the point where I was exhausted by many of the political and cultural shenanigans taking place. I needed to stop because at the time (September 2013), I was so fed up with SEO (Search Engine Optimization), politicians – especially those who were tweeting photos of their “weiners”, the health care situation in the U.S., and the world’s favorite fascist pygmy, that I needed to put down my pencil and go silent. Well, now that I’ve got this new platform, it’s time to pick up the pencil and start scribbling again.

Welcome to the resurrection of Ink & Paint. Gird your loins and hold onto your knickers.

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