Impeachment takes a poetic turn of phrase in William Astore's hands

© 2019 Peter Free

 

14 December 2019

 

 

 American modernity is so repulsively corrupt that . . .

 

. . . I have increasing trouble motivating myself to address its many aspects with even feigned gusto.

 

After a while, the monotony of treading turd soup — lures me into spiritually soothing silence.

 

Zen of the Septic Tank, we might call it.

 

 

On the other hand — outraged summation has its perspective-lending place

 

Consider William Astore's short synopsis of the Democrats' asinine impeachment of the King of Corrupts — Donald Trump:

 

 

[T]he charges the Democrats have brought are incredibly weak compared to the damage Trump has already wreaked.

 

That damage, however, is largely bipartisan, meaning if the Democrats (like Nancy Pelosi) were to call Trump to account for his real crimes against America, they’d implicate themselves as well.

 

[I]t’s like going after Al Capone for income tax avoidance rather than his murderous reign as a gangster.

 

Even here, though, it seems more like we’re going after Capone for unpaid parking tickets or for playing Italian opera too loud.

 

It’s all so sad and sordid, and so predictably the behavior of an opposition party that offers no real opposition.

 

© 2019 W. J. Astore, Impeaching Trump the Cynical Way, Bracing Views (12 December 2019) (excerpts)

 

 

The moral? — Should guillotines eventually claim their American day?

 

On the one hand, and from a spiritual perspective, dealing with a US culture that is:

 

 

intentionally fine-tuned

 

to produce

 

an unrelenting tide

 

of

 

avariciously corrupt idiots —

 

as well as

 

their flocks of voluminously brainless

 

and

 

eagerly following

 

sheep —

 

seems a waste of the gift of life.

 

 

We certainly cannot help where we were born.

 

But from another viewpoint, who wants to be drowned by the incessant splash of septic tank turds?

 

I envision the slice of razor-sharp steel through warm, squishy evil.

 

Perhaps we could auction resulting baskets of heads on eBay.

 

Wouldn't that be American capitalism at its most exemplary?