Since the advent of our nation, the people of our country have had a predilection for establishing and maintaining democratic republic with leaders of, by, and for the people.
As I sit here this afternoon watching the House Judiciary Committee’s Impeachment hearing, I am aghast at the damage the Republicans on the committee are doing to the rule of law and to the Constitution of the United States.
These GOP representatives are so enchanted by Donald Trump that they are turning a blind eye to all of his lies, his obstruction of justice, his illegal acts, and his general incompetence to perform his job. The Republicans have totally drunk Donald Trump’s Kool-Aid.
I feel so dirty from what I’ve been watching these despicable Republicans that I think I need to go fix myself a nice, soothing bath.
Written for these daily prompts: Word of the Day Challenge (advent), Your Daily Word Prompt (predilection), The Daily Spur (hearing), Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (damage), Ragtag Daily Prompt (enchanted), and Daily Addictions (bath).
“It freaking snowed last night,” Jonathan said as he looked out of the kitchen window.
“Get out!” Jeanine, exclaimed. “It never snows around here.” She came over to the window. “Will you look at that? That’s got to be a couple of inches, right?”
“See, Jeanine,” Jonathan said, “the President is right. This whole global warming thing. It’s just a big hoax. How can the the planet be getting hotter if it got cold enough to snow in LA last night?”
Jeanine looked at her husband. “I think you’re confusing weather and climate. Climate change is not just about warming temperatures. It alters weather patterns, which can result in extreme weather events. Heat waves and large storms will become more frequent and more intense. There will be more precipitation, storms, floods, and droughts due to climate change.”
“Woman,” Jonathan said. “You’ve been drinking too much of that liberal Kool Aid lately.”
“Well, Jonathan, maybe you should ask Trump why it snowed here last night. He undoubtably knows more than the climatologists.”
Written for Priceless Joy’s Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers. Photo credit: Yinglan.
“Is he God?” Allsion asked Victor. “Did you see how he reached up and grabbed a sunbeam from the sun and held it between his thumb and forefinger? He must be God.”
“No, he’s not God, Allison,” Victor said. “It’s a parlor trick. He’s a cheap magician. He probably has some little bulb in his hand that lights up when he presses something down.”
“No!” Allison said definitely. “It wasn’t a trick. He grabbed the light right out of the sky and captured it in his hand. I saw it with my own eyes.”
“Allison,” Victor said, “You’re being naïve. He’s a con man. He’s selling you and everyone here bottles of snake oil.”
“That’s not true,” Allison insisted. “He promised that if we follow him, he’ll lead us to a better life. I believe him.”
“It’s all bullshit….” But before Victor could finish speaking, the cups were being handed out to everyone assembled.
“Now everyone drink the Kool-Aid,” Reverend Jones said, “and you, too, will see God, just as I already do.”
Written for this week’s Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers from Priceless Joy. Photo credit: Goroyboy.