Get that monster out of the White House. Do it now
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Yesterday’s news brought me to the end of my patience.
I’m done.
I can’t stand it any more. I’m appealing to the government, the American people, God – anybody who’ll listen – to please, get that monster out of the White House. Get him out. Get him out now.
The government is in chaos. Nothing is getting done, good or bad. Mike Johnson, that spineless, bottom-feeding creature of the deep trenches, has shut down the House to keep lawmakers from passing bills that would require the government to release the Jeffrey Epstein files, allowing the American people to finally know the truth.
Each day brings new and more horrible accusations – vile, horrible accusations. The crime, graft, corruption, lying and cruel assaults on our citizens and our institutions were bad enough, but now … child molestation? Are you fucking kidding me?
And to think, he’s being shielded and protected, not only by his subordinates but the party itself. It’s stomach-turning.
Each new lie, accusation, and revelation cheapens us. Each one dirties us as a people. We’re talking about AWFUL things as if they were everyday, commonplace occurrences. We’re almost treating them as if in any rational context, they could be acceptable. And each time we talk about them, we become more desensitized to his grotesque depravity. Honest to God, I feel like I need to shower 10 times a day.
This is wrong. We weren’t meant to live this way.
To think, Richard Nixon resigned for covering up a break-in at the opposition party’s headquarters. Or that Bill Clinton was impeached over a blowjob.
That monster needs to go. I don’t care if he’s impeached, committed to a memory care unit or shipped to Mars, he needs to go. And take that useless sock puppet J.D. Vance, and that bottom-feeding sea creature Mike Johnson, with him.
He’s a pox on humanity.
Worst president ever.
And just a horrible, horrible human being.
Apparently Republican vice presidential candidate JD Vance believes “people” should remain in abusive relationships for the sake of their children.
He said this in a speech to a Christian school in 2021.
When Vance uses the word “people” I assume he means “women,” and I don’t want any MAGAts telling me otherwise. Women constitute 70 percent of domestic violence victims, and women file for divorce in almost 70 percent of the cases. Don’t tell me he’s not talking about women. That’s precisely who he’s talking about. “Women,” not “people.”
Too many Republicans are gay and oppose gay rights.
I have a couple of questions about this.
To begin with, what does the issue of women remaining in abusive relationships have to do with running the government? I’m asking this as a rhetorical question because I already know the answer, and that answer is: nothing.
Vance seems to believe that he, by virtue of his position as an elected official, is responsible for maintaining the moral center of our society, which is ironic when you consider Republicans are often the ones calling for limited government intrusiveness into our personal lives. I guess that rule doesn’t apply when you belong to the self-annointed “moral majority.”
Second, why isn’t anyone arguing this issue from the flip side of the coin, the male abuser? Why does he get a pass?
Again, I’m asking this as a rhetorical question because I already know the answer, and that answer is: Vance, and the object of his fawning adoration, Donald Trump, and many of the MAGAts themselves, are what women of the ’60s and ’70s referred to as “male chauvinist pigs.”
It’s true. They’re male chauvinist pigs – white men who will tell you up front that everybody is equal, then whisper behind your back that they are more equal than others.
As such they adhere to a predictably restrictive body of beliefs, among them that women should know their place in society; that people of color should settle for low-paying, low-profile and low-prestige societal jobs and status; and that members of the LGBTQ community should simply go back to the closet before they make anyone else uncomfortable.
They’ll do or say anything to maintain their white male hegemony over the rest of us.
If I were a woman, a person of color or a member of the LGBTQ community, I wouldn’t vote for the Trump-Vance ticket. You couldn’t pay me enough money to vote for the Trump-Vance ticket.
The fact that so many will scares me. Because it reminds me that too many people in this country are either poorly informed, don’t want to be informed, or they lack the ability to separate fact from faith. They’d rather entrust their future to a body of preconceived beliefs that have been rendered null and void by the ever-changing reality that the rest of us must deal with on a daily basis.
The past is gone. Time to move into the future.
And by the way, I’m a member of a family where the parents remained together “for the sake of the children.”
It was a living hell.
About the author:
Del Stone Jr. is a professional fiction writer. He is known primarily for his work in the contemporary dark fiction field, but has also published science fiction and contemporary fantasy. Stone’s stories, poetry and scripts have appeared in publications such as Amazing Stories, Eldritch Tales, and Bantam-Spectra’s Full Spectrum. His short fiction has been published in The Year’s Best Horror Stories XXII; Alfred Hitchcock’s Mystery Magazine; the Pocket Books anthology More Phobias; the Barnes & Noble anthologies 100 Wicked Little Witch Stories, Horrors! 365 Scary Stories, and 100 Astounding Little Alien Stories; the HWA anthology Psychos; and other short fiction venues, like Blood Muse, Live Without a Net, Zombiesque and Sex Macabre. Stone’s comic book debut was in the Clive Barker series of books, Hellraiser, published by Marvel/Epic and reprinted in The Best of Hellraiser anthology. He has also published stories in Penthouse Comix, and worked with artist Dave Dorman on many projects, including the illustrated novella “Roadkill,” a short story for the Andrew Vachss anthology Underground from Dark Horse, an ashcan titled “December” for Hero Illustrated, and several of Dorman’s Wasted Lands novellas and comics, such as Rail from Image and “The Uninvited.” Stone’s novel, Dead Heat, won the 1996 International Horror Guild’s award for best first novel and was a runner-up for the Bram Stoker Award. Stone has also been a finalist for the IHG award for short fiction, the British Fantasy Award for best novella, and a semifinalist for the Nebula and Writers of the Future awards. His stories have appeared in anthologies that have won the Bram Stoker Award and the World Fantasy Award. Two of his works were optioned for film, the novella “Black Tide” and short story “Crisis Line.”
Stone recently retired after a 41-year career in journalism. He won numerous awards for his work, and in 1986 was named Florida’s best columnist in his circulation division by the Florida Society of Newspaper Editors. In 2001 he received an honorable mention from the National Lesbian and Gay Journalists Association for his essay “When Freedom of Speech Ends” and in 2003 he was voted Best of the Best in the category of columnists by Emerald Coast Magazine. He participated in book signings and awareness campaigns, and was a guest on local television and radio programs.
As an addendum, Stone is single, kills tomatoes and morning glories with ruthless efficiency, once tied the stem of a cocktail cherry in a knot with his tongue, and carries a permanent scar on his chest after having been shot with a paintball gun. He’s in his 60s as of this writing but doesn’t look a day over 94.
Contact Del at [email protected]. He is also on Facebook, twitter, Pinterest, tumblr, TikTok, and Instagram. Visit his website at delstonejr.com .