Today is Monday, November 15, 2024. I know it’s early but an article in the online Daily Kos spells out in plain language how those Dump voters who voted for him are already fucked – and he hasn’t even been inaugurated yet. The article is entitled “Trump voters fucked around – now they’re about to find out.”

The article begins with referencing the “leopards ate my face” meme which refers to people who suffer the consequences of political parties or policies they supported electorally. It means, simply, that the repercussions of a second Dump term will bite those voters who voted for Trump more strongly on the ass than anyone else. The rest of us can experience what the article labels as schadenfreude, a German word that means the pleasure or satisfaction one derives from witnessing another person’s misfortune.

One of the election’s most bizarre developments was that many Muslim Americans abandoned the Democratic ticket for both Dump and Green Party candidate Jill Stein, largely due to the Biden’s administration’s support for Israel in its war against Hamas. A sobering reality of that support is that the Arab-majority Dearborn, Michigan, community went from a 69 percent Biden majority in 2020 to giving Vice President Kamala Harris just 36 percent of its vote this November. The Orange Turd got 42 percent, and Stein got 18 percent. Boy, what kind of twisted message of peace did they send here?

Already, the Muslim community has reported its disappointment to Reuters on Saturday concerning Dump’s horrible choices for his cabinet. One of those Muslim leaders, Rabiul Chowdhury, said, “Trump won because of us and we’re not happy with his Secretary of State pick and others.” Now this community is begging Biden to help them before Dump takes office, which surely lacks common sense, because what can he do in the two months left of his term? The true reason as to why Israel’s own version of Donald Dump, Prime Minister Benjamin Netanyahu, ignored Biden’s peace efforts all year was precisely because he bet that Drumpf would be reelected, giving him an even friendlier U.S. government to let him do whatever he wanted. So now we can say goodbye to those peace efforts once Dump is inaugurated. The president-elect did say he could end the war in the Middle East, so let’s see what really happens when he takes office.

And I can say goodbye to the online article I was referring to here since I lost it. Sorry, folks, I tried to retrieve it, but I can’t find it on my smartphone. It’s obviously not that smart, I’m afraid.

I know the news isn’t good concerning the incoming Dump administration, but I can tell you that I had a lively discussion tonight with my lifelong chum, “Harold,” about how we both felt about the impending Apocalypse. Even though there was not much optimism expressed tonight over what is about to overtake this country in about two months, my friend did agree that I shouldn’t let Dump occupy my head so much. This is the advice I’ve been getting from other friends as well: abandon watching the mainstream news for now, listen to music more, watch other programs on television instead, and do things I enjoy doing like going to cultural institutions, such as museums and even, now, the Metropolitan Opera House at Lincoln Center, possibly to see one of my first operas, La Boheme, which is playing at various times this month and next. This Elliot expressed interest in doing, so we might just investigate this new channel of artistic expression, though I’m a novice at opera, without question. However, I did get two books on the most popular operas and their librettos, so I can always refer to the specific opera we intend to see in one of those books before we walk down the carpeted aisle of the opera house.

At first, I even imagined starting a support group of likeminded people who are mourning the results of this election. I would organize a get-together at some convenient location, like Diner Bar, or wherever, for people who feel adrift since November 5. We wouldn’t get together just to sit shiva for the country; we would gather to discuss next plans on how to organize some sort of resistance to what could be coming down the pipe. I thought I would do this on meetup.com, but I haven’t taken the plunge just yet. By just admitting to this grandiose plan to share my grief with other individuals, I’m also admitting that I’ve allowed Dump to occupy a big portion of my head. I’ve done this too long for now, and it’s not good for the soul, I’ve determined. So for now, I will put these plans on hold.

To that end, I’m announcing that I will not file my blog tomorrow, since my TCM meeting is in the city tomorrow at 5. I missed the October meeting since we were in Italy at the time, and there’s no reason why I can’t attend tomorrow’s event. It’s at the Tick Tok Diner, on 34th Street and Eighth Avenue. I look forward to it.

Have a good Tuesday.

And so it went!