This Carbon Based Life

By David Glenn Cox

I wanted to write about anything but Donald Trump, anything, anything at all. But no luck, Lord grant me the luck of George Santos. The biggest small-time criminal to ever hit the big time. And George walks the halls of Congress unmolested and almost an invisible man, forgotten by the press and the world. Too small to draw any real attention to himself, inside of the modern Republican Party.

For what? For what? Wire fraud? Fraud! Lying about a few minor details in his resume.’ And a piss anty little $700,000 he can’t explain how he got? Who cares! He told you; he had a real good job once. And just because there’s no record of such a job ever existing, is no reason for you to persecute the man.

Money laundering, embezzlement, theft of public funds and lying, lying, and lying! And as a practiced and professional as George Santos is as a liar. But his lying on government forms is a crime. They wanna know, where did all that money come from George? They’ve already got him on lying on the forms and are willing to bet he will talk about it before he heads off to the big house.

So what? He didn’t try and overthrow the government, did he? He’s not even closely related to Trump. (too crooked even for Trump. Now there’s a Resume’ topper for you.)

By local Republican standards George is still a small fry. He didn’t beat any policemen with flag poles, did he or threaten the Vice-President’s life? He just likes to tell stories to explain away the things he can’t really explain. Some people drink and some tell tall stories, George tells stories.

A Fundraiser who works with George Santos was recently charged with four counts of wire fraud and impersonation. Just pulling the old leg on you. Let’s pretend you are the Chief of Staff for the House Minority leader, and I’ll try and raise some money from the rubes. Just nit-picky misdemeanors like that really. “Gee Mister, can we have our ball back now? He said he was sorry and said he won’t ever do it again.”

George gets no heat being dwarfed in magnitude by the scandal of you know who. Walking the streets almost unnoticed. George who? Oh, it’s only him. George is out on bond now and when asked where the money came from for the bail, George wouldn’t tell. He said it might provoke retaliation, that’s our George! Then we found out the money came from George’s parents.

But that doesn’t really answer the question, does it? Where did they get it from? Who cares, move along. Boy, I tell you. There was once a time when a story like this could have been a serious scandal. Today, it’s no more than a parking ticket.

George recently paid himself back for the $85,000 he’d lent to the campaign. Because George has been receiving campaign donations for his reelection. He’s chronically late on his Congressional reports on fundraising and such but that’s just George, isn’t it? Not too good at the paperwork end. Well sure, it looks just like straight up money laundering and conversion, but who cares?

But when it rains it bores, Ron DeSantis gets gotten on a Gotcha question. Asked what he would do if one of his spawn were Gay or Transgender? Stammering and shook by the question Ron mumbles out. That would be between my wife, and I gulp.

Stick a fork in him; he’s done boys! None of the state’s business? It’s a private affair isn’t it, and nobody’s business or concern? Or Ron doesn’t really believe the shit he’s been shoveling himself and just admitted it. Ron DeSantis is woke and spoke, until he’s a joke. “Never have so many done so much, to accomplish so little.”

Ron’s campaign is dissolving before our eyes like a packet Kool aide in a pitcher of water. One day you’re the first front runner up way out ahead and then…chaos theory.  Suddenly, just like that the bottom falls out and all the negatives came up. They just don’t like the guy. Once upon a time, it was cool for a Republican to say they supported Ron DeSantis. But like a teen idol Ron’s faded, and it’s suddenly uncool to be a DeSantis supporter. The Nickelback of Republican politics.

Nobody wears that anymore. Like picking through vegetables looking for a product not yet over-ripe or rotting from the inside out. The public has spoken…Finish him!

It leaves the gate open to “None of the Above.” If not Don, Ron. If not Ron, then who? The polls say the proletariat are getting tired of the Trump show and with Ron fading out too, then who? Run Trump on a Kamikaze mission without a helmet? A guaranteed loss for Republicans with a poor turnout almost assured.

They’re finally getting enough of it. The great bombastic pugilist counter puncher is almost punched out. And the public won’t get untired of his hijinks anytime soon. This is America, that’s how we roll. One day you’re Tony Orlando and Dawn, and the next, you’re just nobody.

There is no combination of Republican candidates on that stage able to cobble together a successful campaign. None who carry any charisma, charm, or credibility. Like little fish pretending to be big fish dwarfed by the elephant in the pool who has stayed for too long. And who’ll stop the rain? The bar is down across our lap, the little roller coaster car is moving. We’re going for a ride, like it or not.

It’s the crucifixion of Donald John Trump LIVE! How many charges is it now? Ninety something? Well sure, cheer up.  I’ll bet you’ll beat every one of those ninety something charges. The pressure shows as Trump becomes less lucid and more caustic. He needs a new hit song to sing and can’t seem to find one. He needs something to change the subject and stop his image from eroding to the same old grumpy Don. Spinal Tap needs to reinvent themselves again with a new drummer.

Crazy Insane diabolical prosecutor! Witch hunt! Madman! Hunter Biden! Out to get me…again! Look what they’re doing to Me! Obama judge! And riggers and riggers and riggers and you ain’t fooling nobody. Trump will never stop. He will fight this all the way to the ashes of the Appomattox Courthouse. This is the curtain going up on his last sad act. With your shield or on your shield soldier. Trump drags the Republican Party down to their doom, trying in vain to save himself.

Why should a Political Party be any different to Donald Trump than an airline, a university, or a casino? Just something for Trump to use.