Nurse the Hate: The Ring Cycle Begins

This is such an exciting time in American history.  A mentally ill person is in the nation’s highest office.  Every single statement from the White House is a lie, or at the very least has to be assumed is a lie.  Whenever the dust has seemed to settle from whatever the latest outrageous episode, a new one is sure to come around the corner in a jiffy.  It seems that either no one told Comrade Trump how our government worked or he has surrounded himself with Elvis Presley type “Yes Men” that are willing to go for any ride.  Either way, the only one that doesn’t seem to understand that he should put his mobile phone down and sign off Twitter is Comrade Trump himself.  It is unlike anything else in our history.  Yet, it seems like we could have so much more.

I’d like to see us approach this in a truly American fashion.  As we all know by such inventions as the Cadillac Escalade, 64 oz soda, and stuffed crust pizza, in the USA if “one is good, ten is better".  We need to look at this federal government dysfunction and take it up to the next level.  I’d like to see us move this into a good old fashioned South American coup feel, or at least a junta of some kind.  I would like to see truckloads of soldiers driving down major metropolitan city centers with no indication of their purpose or ultimate destination.  At any moment we should have war planes screaming overhead doing maneuvers.  I’d like to see checkpoints where uniformed goons would request your “papers” without any real specific indication of what “papers” they are talking about.  I can see myself right now nervously patting down the 17 pockets of my Schimanski jacket looking for these non existent papers as three goons feverishly beat someone else in line with batons.  

There is a missed opportunity right now in not having old bread trucks with jerry rigged out of date speakers fastened to their roofs playing garbled propaganda messages.  The sound quality would be awful, and as they are in motion you could hear just snippets of repeated sloganeering.  This would happen 24 hours a day, so you could be sleeping at 330am when suddenly a tinny speaker exclaims “Bwap bap bap bop bwap bwapapap!” and slowly fades as it drives through your neighborhood.  Any individual that complains about their sleep being thrown off to co-workers would place themselves at risk at being fingered as an “undesirable” by a Stassi type surveillance society.  This would lead to a totally new culture of acceptance in the workplace where people just disappearing would be normal.  “Well, as you can see by both Roger and Michelle being absent from our meeting, we are a little shorthanded.  The rest of you will have to pick it up and give 110% so we hit our goal.”  Then after the meeting, employees would return to their work areas to see two strangers plinking away at computers in the cubicles of their ex-friends.  Roger and Michelle are never mentioned again as someone has already removed all traces of them from the company website.

I would like to see enormous rallies.  These need to be much bigger than Comrade Trump’s small time affairs now.  We need something where attendance is mandatory, but in an implied way.  “Memo:  All residents are encouraged to clear their schedules for the Freedom Rally scheduled in the park between 7p-1130p tonight.  Please check into the rally with your Leadership Champion from your district.”  Huge screens would simulcast Comrade Trump saying things like “You are nothing!”  (crowd roars in approval)  “I am EVERYTHING!”  (bigger roar)  Then a Christian rock band or Nickleback would come out and play a short set of corporate rock with a group singalong to “God Bless America” to close out the live entertainment portion of the evening.  Afterwards everyone would walk to their cars with the trucks in the speakers circling the parking lots with “Bwap bap fwap dap a wap” coming out all garbled.

I am impatient, so I don’t know if I can wait much longer.  To placate myself, I have just ordered the 16 CD version of Sir Georg Solti conducting  Wagner: Der Ring Des Nibelungen as that seems like both the length and vibe one is looking for while awaiting this type of atmosphere.  Please note that I expect this type of subversive writing to place me on the Enemies of the State list, so feel free to swing on by and take it after I have disappeared.  16 full length discs are a lot to get through.  I hope I can get to at least number six.