Eating holes in the American fabric

Talk about bad optics. There sits a huge hole in the ground where a major portion of the White House used to be. The official reason for why there is a hole in the ground is that Trump intends to build a ballroom, which most people know is arguably about as necessary to improving our lives as giving a frog a cigar. But the hole has devolved into another bigger, unintended purpose.

The hole has morphed into a multi-symbolic crater to an already failed presidency. It is not the only hole that Trump has dug for himself, and that he cannot seem to get out of. But it is the greatest visual representation of that seemingly never-ending need Trump has to blunder – another deep unfinished hole for which he will not take blame. 

It is just like his war for which he will not take blame, a war he chose – repeat chose – to enter into, not one that was forced on him by an enemy’s aggression, not one that was retaliatory for some perceived slight, not one for which he can give any consistently coherent, relevant reasons for fighting. To put it in language that even he might be able to understand without the help of pictures, it is a sand trap filled with dry desert quicksand from which, try as he might, he cannot extricate himself. And in his desperation, he is dragging the whole country down with him.

And of course, we can assume that, like with all the other mistakes and detrimental moves he has wrought on our country, he will blame Joe Biden, Barack Obama, Hakeem Jefferies, Chuck Schumer and every registered Democrat or anybody who ever even thought of voting for a Democrat or anybody who ever thought of doing the right thing. Blame is one of the main courses served at the “All-You-Can-Eat, Not-My-Fault” Trump buffet. It however is evidently not low-cal, as can be attested to by all the poundage Trump proudly displays around his ankles.

Let there be no doubt in anybody’s mind. Trump is all about holes: holes in our democracy, holes in our Constitution, holes in our judicial system, holes in our alliances, more holes in our already punched out health care system, holes in our economy, and most importantly/dangerously, holes in our national psyche. He loves holes almost as much as he likes plastering his name on anything that stays still long enough for him to desecrate.

And holes will be his legacy as long as those who are supposed to act as the constraints on his abuses continue to be silent. Enabling his destruction with laughter, applause and self-degradation, they are doing nothing to stop this ego debauchery, all in hopes of getting a pat on the head.

– Josh Joswick, Bayfield