Saturday, May 16, 2026

Why I'm Not Writing More

 

I'm actually writing a lot. Just not about current politics. None of it ever likely to see the light. So I've neglected WataugaWatch, even though I spend every morning trying to get a hold on the political world and find something to write about. My looking inevitably turns into doom-scrolling, and I end up retreating to the garden to pull weeds. Red Hornet asks when I'm coming back from the beach.

I'm not good company right now. Hasn't Trump 2.0 exhausted you? Even when it's all hilarious. Especially when it's all hilarious. Like Trump's staying up all night to throw turd balls at his grudges on Truth Social and then falling asleep in the Oval in front of guests and dignitaries pleading their cases. Trump even stages those White House events deliberately, and in the strangest (most hilarious) way: Trump arrays himself in front, seated, with only his drooping head and about half of his chest showing, with the experts and his loyal supporters arrayed behind him who are orating on various topics supposedly of great interest to Trump, while Trump closes eyes, loses consciousness. You can't miss it, because Trump puts himself in the forefront.

Why is that not the common laughing-stock of the country? 

I took a vow back in his first term that I wasn't going to focus on him, and I've kept myself mainly aloof from the chaos because there are plenty of commentators memorializing and analyzing every aspect of Trump's lack of ethics or morals. Not only am I and my written opinions not needed, they would be wholly irrelevant anyway. What does it even matter to share a strong opinion at this peculiar moment? We are in the hands of a Fate that will play out in waves -- convulsions might be the better word -- starting in just six months and ending God knows when or how.

I'm too exhausted to do anything much more than wait.  

BTW what does he dream about, that man? Does he relive his greatest moments of grandiosity? The roar of his crowd? Hear again the great and famous stroking his ego? Does he dream of planting a new Trump property in a place he can corrupt and bully?

 

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