It’s how I feel every time I tweet at Donald Trump. I know damn well he’ll never read my sparkling words of wisdom, but I find it cathartic nonetheless. This poor excuse for a man (much less leader of the free world) is ripe pickings for any of us to unload our sheer disbelief at the things he says and does. That the movie Idiocracy would morph so soon caught most of us off guard. Tweet rage is a thing. And I’m knee deep.
Here’s the thing though–I’m tweeting not just because I’m angry, but because I want to be part of the solution. I want to do my civic duty and engage my elected representatives. I’ve sent letters to my House and Senate members and received the standard BS form letters in response. I understand and appreciate that my carefully worded sentiments are simply transformed into a database checkbox, but, at the end of the day, I know that I did my part.
I’ve come to the conclusion that I’m misdirecting my anger. Those specific House and Senate representatives are on my team. Similarly, Trump is an anomaly. A treasonous grifter that doesn’t give the first fuck about the welfare of our country. He won’t blink an eye while he destroys our Republic to further his own financial self interests.
It’s the damn general Congress we should be directing our wrath at. It’s Senate Majority Leader Mitch McConnell, the uber-slick, ultimate Washington insider who could have Trump served on a golden platter at the drop of a political box hat. This guy runs the show in Washington as long as our dysfunctionally gerrymandered Senate maintains their engineered Republican majority. And while I’ve rage tweeted him lately (again, not expecting anything other than selfish catharsis), it’s pretty clear that he’s not willing to grab the wheel of the bus Trump is driving off the cliff in the service of his own psychotic vision of conservative supremacy. Paul Ryan. I’ve already wasted two words on that impotent moron and won’t bother discussing his pathetic impotency.
But at least I know exactly who to be angry with. Trump is a symptom–an opportunistic grifter, controlled by his handler in Moscow. Incapable of anything remotely ethical or patriotic, any attempt to reach him is useless. But the co-equal branch of government, the US Congress, still has some folks that may have retained a scintilla of morality and are not yet beyond the reach of impassioned discourse.
So folks, while I will likely retain my rage at Trump as a guilty pleasure, my real attention will be turned to the US Congress. In the absence of a shock and awe Mueller indictment orgy (a boy can dream), they are our best hope of plugging the holes in this desperately sinking ship.
Don’t @ me bro.