A Sense of Doubt blog post #3557 - DOOM!!

A Sense of Doubt blog post #3557 - DOOM!!

When Walt Simonson took over Thor in 1983 -- a run that lasts through 1987 -- he started to build to a big climax. The fiery demon Surtur is seen forging a sword that will be called twilight, pounding the hot metal on an anvil with each blow producing the sound effect: DOOM! The sound effect mirrored the DOOM Surtur spelled for Asgard and everything: and apocalypse in Norse lore known as Ragnarok.

Obviously, when Trump won the election to become the 47th president of the United States, this story and this foreshadowing of the end of all things sprung to my mind.

I fear that we who are not in bed with or cravenly supporting this lunatic that the American public have elected are DOOMED.

Democracy, rule of law, decency, common sense, acceptance (or at least tolerance of) diverse perspectives and values are all at risk.

Not to mention the very lives of LBGTQIA+ people, undocumented immigrants, and journalists who have vocally opposed Trumpism and the MAGA cult.

It's a time that is actually scarier than Ragnarok.

I would rather be obliterated in a fire ball of death and destruction.

Two good Twitter messages below.

Thanks for tuning in.

MEANINGFUL TWITTER MESSAGE

So, you want me to believe that you voted for a racist, rapist, convicted felon, business fraud who incited a deadly attack on our Capitol after losing the last election because of the price of eggs?
That you voted for the orange-dipped dude who ran with a different VP because…

— Jo (@JoJoFromJerz) November 9, 2024

So, you want me to believe that you voted for a racist, rapist, convicted felon, business fraud who incited a deadly attack on our Capitol after losing the last election because of the price of eggs? That you voted for the orange-dipped dude who ran with a different VP because the last one was nearly hanged for not breaking democracy, because you’ve been getting fewer hours at your job these days? You want me to believe that you voted for someone who nearly every economist in the world has said will grow our debt (which he did by the third largest amount ever the last time), increase our costs, raise inflation and destroy our GDP because a burger and fries at Five Guys is more expensive than it used to be? You want me to believe that you voted for the drink bleach guy who golfed while thousands of Americans were dying a day because you had it so much better then, when you were stockpiling toilet paper, than you do now? You want me to believe that you voted for the guy who had 4 years to pass an infrastructure bill and didn’t, the guy who promised Mexico would pay for the wall when they didn’t, the guy who promised to bring manufacturing back, lower the cost of prescription drugs and end the opioid crisis but didn’t, because you preferred his “policies”? You want me to believe you voted for the “grab em by the pussy” guy who wants to destroy the Department of Education and to repeal the ACA despite the fact that he has nothing more than “concepts of a plan” to replace it, the guy who will roll back environmental protections, strip women and minorities of more rights, the guy who will hand Ukraine to Putin and Gaza to Netanyahu, the guy who has said he will be a “dictator on day one”, because you’re worried about losing your gas stove? I’m sorry, but I don’t believe any of that, and frankly, I’m not sure you believe it either. Because the truth is that your vote wasn’t about any of that. You voted for the traitorous embodiment of the 7 deadly sins because when it came to casting your ballot for a Black woman, you just couldn’t do it. And because you like getting away with being your worst self. And because life is a whole lot easier to stomach when all that has gone wrong for you, is someone else’s fault. Let’s be honest here, that is what it was. So when the price of eggs is $18, and your Latino neighbors have been deported or moved to some f’d up “camp” to pick the strawberries none of you will pick, and your miscarrying wife has to contend with sepsis before she’s allowed to have an abortion, and your autistic child is unable to get the early intervention they desperately need, please remember what it really was that you voted for. Because I promise you the rest of us will never, ever forget.

ANOTHER

Make it make sense. pic.twitter.com/LJ9Prx7nrt

— Jon Cooper 🇺🇸 (@joncoopertweets) November 11, 2024

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- Bloggery committed by chris tower - 2411.13 - 10:10

- Days ago: MOM = 3421 days ago & DAD = 077 days ago

- New note - On 1807.06, I ceased daily transmission of my Hey Mom feature after three years of daily conversations. I post Hey Mom blog entries on special occasions. I post the days since ("Days Ago") count on my blog each day, and now I have a second count for Days since my Dad died on August 28, 2024. I am now in the same time zone as Google! So, when I post at 10:10 a.m. PDT to coincide with the time of Mom's death, I am now actually posting late, so it's really 1:10 p.m. EDT. But I will continue to use the time stamp of 10:10 a.m. to remember the time of her death and sometimes 13:40 EDT for the time of Dad's death. The blog entry numbering in the title has changed to reflect total Sense of Doubt posts since I began the blog on 0705.04, which include Hey Mom posts, Daily Bowie posts, and Sense of Doubt posts. Hey Mom posts will still be numbered sequentially. New Hey Mom posts will use the same format as all the other Hey Mom posts; all other posts will feature this format seen here.