SoCS — Chicken Little

CC6A2691-AE74-42C4-A3D0-BE2807C8D44BYou all know the story of Chicken Little, right? She was walking along, minding her own business, when an acorn fell from a tree and hit the top of her head. Chicken Little, convinced that the sky was falling, became hysterical and set out to tell the king, a lion (“The Lion King”?), that the world was coming to an end. On her journey, Chicken Little met other animals, including Henny Penny and Ducky Lucky, and convinced them that the sky was falling. She persuaded them to join her on her mission to warn the lion about the impending disaster.

As they continued on their quest to find and warn the lion, they realized that they were not sure how to find him. That was when Chicken Little and her troupe ran into sly Foxy Loxy, who assured them that if they followed him, he’d take them to the lion.02E32EDC-0ACB-4CA7-9928-19B4D8162D93 But when Foxy Loxy got them to his lair, he, as foxes by nature are wont to do, ate them all.

So why am I telling you this little tale? That’s an excellent question. I told you about Chicken Little because, for today’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt, Linda G. Hill has asked us to “write about anything that falls from the sky — real, imagined, or idiomatic.”

Now I admit that when I saw the word “idiomatic,” I thought “idiot.” And as this is a stream of consciousness post, my mind turned to the idiot in the White House.

When he was running for president in 2016, his campaign rhetoric was all about how the American sky was metaphorically falling. And, like Foxy Loxy, he lured the distraught voters into his lair with his “sky is falling” claims of doom and gloom and his boast that, “I alone can fix it.”

And having lured all of the worried Chicken Littles, Henny Pennys, and Ducky Luckys into his lair, he started the process of eating them in order to satisfy his own unenlightened self-interests. And so the orange fox not only did nothing to “fix it,” he did everything to make sure that the sky was, in fact, falling on and destroying our country.

Which Way the Wind Blows

FB76349B-9E2E-4334-B472-9A8A5B79FAF9“I know a lot about wind. If it doesn’t blow, you can forget about television for that night,” Donald Trump said at a campaign rally in Michigan yesterday. “Darling, I want to watch television. I’m sorry! The wind isn’t blowing,” he added.

What our brilliant leader apparently fails to understand is that wind energy can be stored in a variety of ways. Most power grids combine energy provided by different sources. Even the Trump Administration’s Department of Energy website notes that, even though the wind does not always blow, the power grid “can accommodate large penetrations of variable renewable power without sacrificing reliability.”

But I agree with Trump. He must know a lot about wind, given all the hot air he spews out.

I wonder what he thinks about solar power, since the sun doesn’t always shine. So much for Netflix and chill on rainy days, I guess.

What an idiot.

Tale Weaver — Genius or Idiot?

B6D26D41-911E-4D97-A338-FA419FF4705AThis week the Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Tale Weaver prompt asks us to “consider the notion of what constitutes a genius and how different are they from a person who might be considered an idiot.”

What immediately came to mind to me was how Donald Trump calls himself a “stable genius” when, in fact, he is neither stable nor a genius. What he actually is is a delusional, unhinged idiot.

So in Donald Trump’s case, what are sometimes thought to be polar opposites — genius and idiot — are both rolled up into one man.

Wait! I take that back. There’s no genius involved. Trump is a combination of con man and idiot.

Need I say more?