Monday, June 26, 2017

Where the Streets Have No Name

It is Monday morning on a heat-baked southern California day and the task ahead is to make sense of the continued ramblings and backwards rantings of an administration that has so far confounded, confused and cast a thousand doubts on the continued relevance of the United States on the world stage.

In just five months, President Donald John Trump has managed to execute his plan for America: Make America Scratch its Collective Head with a program of alternative news and manufactured facts that have just about everyone, including the most rabid of supporters, wondering what strange, crazed, slapdash "policy" will drop next.

Everyone appears to be walking around in a very special political fog, the kind of semi-high that closely approximates the severe let-down of a monumental hangover.  Where is this all headed? No one seems to have the courage or clarity to guess. Or is it just that the obvious seems a bit too much to contemplate? Trump's Pied Piper, Steve Bannon, has indicated a desire to unsettle expectations and this has become the keyword for an administration that moves left when everyone expects it to move right, and right when everyone expects it to...govern. America's allies are shaking with fear, while America's enemies are laughing and pinching themselves.

Another day, another dollar. Another sunrise over the Capital of a very confused nation. And we're less than half a year into a presidency that will almost certainly prove to be the most upside down in the long history of Imperial presidencies.

Even the fabled  looking glass is beginning to have a lot more clarity than this administration and its struggling, often floundering leader.

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