There are going to be so many verses of the updated “First they came for…” poem when this is all done.

This was a much more enjoyable article to read than many these days. They even managed to skewer Adams.

I did grit my teeth at the absolutely sitcom-level evil authoritarian language from Nancy Mace though. Get better writers you fucking clown! This is the kind of line people write into obvious satire. Did you ask them next whether he was “a great president or the greatest president?”

The hearing took a turn when Representative Nancy Mace of South Carolina demanded mayors answer inflammatory yes-or-no questions, including whether they “hated President Trump more than they loved their country”.

I only learned what that meant from Mike Myers on SNL last week lol!

Thanks, I’ll check it out, though it’s going to take more than motivational books to pull the US out of the current nosedive…

I did not know that either thank you!

Excellent point!

That’s a pretty good analogy IMO.

Does EVERY axis in life have to be fucked up at the same time?

Can we have one thing that is just doing ok?

Government - fucked.

Education - fucked.

Healthcare - fucked.

Environment - fucked.

Societal and Social Cohesion - fucked.

Wealth Inequality - fucked.

Personal Technological Autonomy - fucked, and under continuous attack.

Technological Enshittification - Running like gangbusters. So really - fucked.

Damn, someone give me some kind of ladder to climb out of this pit of despair.

Mine started the moment I heard they cancelled their DEI initiatives, and it almost began when they caved to the bigots about Pride month 2 Junes ago.

Let’s make their stock trend look like Tesla’s now does!

Trump: My hand- uh, manager will be back soon. He’s the one in the black ballcap.

Thanks buddy. 🙂

I’m mid-switching.

Well, I didn’t just stop believing it all this morning. It’s been a process. This is just the nail in the coffin.

Yeah, I’ve been referring to them as the Gilead Party fairly often since the show came out. (I missed the book somehow.)

Oh yeah, 100% for sure I will die of old age before we have recovered (whatever that will mean in this context) from this. I wish I was wealthy enough to do more than just hope really hard I can keep my family safe until then.

The myth of checks and balances.

The myth of (checks notes) every single admirable or positive aspect I was raised to believe was true about our system of government and our values as a nation.

I’m in my 50s. Somewhere WAY down the list of shit that I’m absolutely furious about is that I can no longer pretend that a single thing about US values or the resilient and balanced design of our government has turned out to be true.

Every single thing that has ever benefitted non-wealthy non-white non-male non-straight or non-cis people in the US has been hard won with blood over decades or centuries. And we’re well on the way to undoing nearly all of those after not even two months of a despot in office.

Every thing I have ever been taught about what made the US great or special or even good has been a lie. It’s very plain to see now. It turns out we had some elected people superficially following the rules, and that was really the only thing keeping it all together.

It’s really feeling like this won’t end softly - it’s unlikely some random centrist dem wins in 2028 and everyone says “Fair match, sport”. Either America as we knew it dies or there’s going to be a radical revolution.

This is more and more what I’m thinking is coming too. I literally hope I’m making fun of myself years from now because we somehow avert that outcome and I start to forget how close it felt. But yeah, I think so too.

instead choosing to design a device for a paranoid ketamine addicted indoor boy who wouldn’t be capable of surviving the apocalypse he envisioned the truck for without someone else heating his canned baked beans for him

If President Musk and VP Trump manage to actually destroy the country, I hope I live long enough to laugh at how quickly every last Cybertruck becomes an unusable hunk of stainless steel rotting away wherever it gasped its final breath.