2016

 
 




My inner idealist of peace over war as an act of moral conscience paired with my inner knower of the world in which we presently live, where efforts at coexistence are often met with cruelty and murder, unavoidably blurs the lines between civilization and barbarism. With that in mind, the choice between
Hillary and Trump is so stark as to make any comparison a waste of neurons. Neither do I, in any idealistic stretch of imagination, feel that Gary Johnson or Jill Stein can ground their version of the world they want with the world that is presently.
 


We're not electing the Pope. Let's get some realistic perspective on this. Trump is a divisive misanthrope entirely consumed by his personal ambition for which he exploits people to that end. He is dangerous, irrational, and sociopathic. This is not painting by the numbers. This is serious business requiring serious application of cognitively-grounded action. This is not a choice between Tweedle Dum and Tweedle Dee, a concession to the lesser of two evils, or else a nod toward one of two alternative idealists whose time has not come. That fairytale chariot has missed the midnight deadline.

 

Trump’s run for Arsonist-in-Chief,

setting democracy on fire as his

size-contested hands and fingers tickle the nuclear codes.