Tag: Trump

Economy

On By Jerry BrothertonIn flash, Short Stories17 Comments

Several things in the news today caught my attention. Although, there seems to be too many things the Orange Man does these days to keep up with. The one thing I am sure is going to create the loudest buzz is the announcement that K-mart/Sears is closing 100 more stores. I have already seen the comments flow and fingers being pointed.

Anyone who has stood within earshot of me knows of my intense dislike for the Orange Man and his buffoonery. So get out your pens faithful followers of the Chump. This will probably be the only time you will hear this from me. “Donald Trump has nothing to do with the closing of retail stores.”

Retail stores (also referred to as ‘Big Box’ stores) have outlived their usefulness in American culture. Like it or not, we now live in a digital world.

It is possible for me to stay hidden in the security of my own home and have the world come to me with everything that I need. Hell, companies like Amazon and Wal~Mart are even working on delivery robots (Drones) to bring my goods to me so I don’t even need to interact with the delivery boy.

So before we get all high and mighty and start pointing the finger at other people, we should look at ourselves first. We are the ones killing brick and mortar stores. We stopped going to the ‘Mom and Pop’ stores on main street because we could drive out to the new Wal~Mart and get it for pennies cheaper. Now we will go online and buy it for the same reason.

This is definitely not the first, nor will it be the last, of our victims. So where were the cries of outrage when we lost Circuit City, Blockbuster, Woolworth’s, Chi-Chi’s, Steak and Ale, Crown Books, Borders, Sharper Image, Kids “r” Us, A&P, or Tower Records.

Yes dear friends, place the blame where it is due. We are the ones that quit going to drive-in theatres, riding trains, renting videos and subscribing to those Columbia House record of the month deals. We quit buying vinyl albums, going to the shopping malls, using our answering machines or even land lines for that matter. We no longer need AOL instant messenger, cable, tape recorder, CD players, paper maps, dial up modems, pagers, record stores, Kodak film cameras. We live in a changing world and in such a world, there will be victors and there will be the defeated.

But if you like blaming Trump, there are thousands of worse things he has done and many thousands more he is capable of doing. But the implosion of retail stores yet to come will not be his fault.

Hatred

On By Jerry BrothertonIn flash, Short Stories14 Comments

Yesterday, I was fully prepared to openly admit that the Orange Man finally said something that made sense when he stated that the Justice Department would investigate and prosecute any persons found guilty in the tragic death and injuries that occurred in Charlottesville.

But, just as I was about to hit the post button, his childlike nature stepped forward once again and erased the final glimmer of hope I had for his redemption. This man’s ego just will not let him keep his mouth closed and unfortunately for the world, every time it opens, more of his ignorance pours forth.

America, I beg of you, can’t you now see the pure stupidity and moronic values that we have deemed fit to call the leader of our country. It should make no difference if you are Republican, Democrat, Independent or ‘I just close my eyes and make a mark’, the truth should now be apparent. There is no shame in admitting it. We made a mistake and now the fate of the world hinges on the ability of an unreliable congress to keep the insane Orange Man from doing the unthinkable just because someone told him he couldn’t have another cookie.

Hatred

You skulked down the hidden backstreets of rationality, peering through the keyholes of human decency and crawled in through the sewers of thought to whisper your name to the unsuspecting innocence, filling them with the fear of discontented oppression.

“We are America, Fuck You!” was your battle cry and the naive jump aboard your pretentious parade. Fake news… fake hair… FAKE TRUTH! Maybe we should have ‘read YOUR lips’.

Wall them out… or wall us in…that is the question.

Oh yes, my dear friend William… we are truly suffering the slings and arrows of outrageous buffoonery. Do we now take up arms and light the battle fires of resistance.

Or do we sleep… perchance to dream.

We must be careful what we dream for.