One of these things may be here to replace the other -- a lot sooner than you think
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They say that alcohol can sometimes numb the pain for a time. And after the rage, anger, and general need to atomize things with my brain that followed Tuesday night, I really needed a drink.
Hell, I would have bought the whole country a goddamn drink, except that just under half of them voted for the reason I needed that drink in the first place. Bastards.
Halfway into a nice, warm conversation with Mr. Glenlivet, I remembered the other useful thing about alcohol. It gives you some crazy ideas, now and again. Makes you consider things from a different angle.
At some point, as I tossed around notions of how to deal with the upcoming menace to American democracy -- and general decency -- that is President Elect Trump, I consoled myself that, if nothing else, he'll probably half to resign when the Trump University trial sticks his orange kiester in the pokey.
And that's about the time a very large piano got scooted out of my brain's living room, and out onto the front porch with the garden shears and pottery.
I considered the idea that maybe they actually counted on having to let him go at some point... but only after the election.
Did they, conniving bastards that they are, talk the other, more sensible candidates into jumping ship so they could have Trump fire up the base like never before, and get in, just so they could shuck him after?
And I thought "oh, Mr. Glenlivet. You really do make me think some unlikely things. Next thing you'll be insisting that Malaysian Flight shot itself down over the Ukraine."
But then I read, today, that Mr. VP-Elect Pence is going to be heading up the transition team. Not Donald.
And I looked at how subdued Donald seems, all of a sudden.
And suddenly I have to wonder if maybe Mr. G has himself a point.