500 Days, 3,000 Lies. Make that 558 days, 4,229 lies

500 days of lies, tweets, and the unraveling of our basic tenets of governance and established civil rights.

The Mueller investigation has been underway for a year and while Mueller has been mute, journalists have been unearthing enough evidence that would have indicted any president with a D after his (or her) name. They’ve spent hours investigating and analyzing every nuance, asking questions, and lamenting the lack of action on the part of Congress, which has mainlined the orange Kool-aid. Those Republicans who dare to offer up any criticism have one foot out the door.

Dear Republicans: WTF?

H/T to Jay Nobsl Soloway for the graphic.

Dear Republicans:

Have you had enough yet? Have you had enough of the lying, collusion, vindictiveness, financial misdeeds?   

What will it take for you to act on the fact that there is no facet of this administration that isn’t corrupt?

The evidence is there and you parade around, ignoring that every fiber of our Constitution is being violated. The evidence is in front of your faces and you chose to ignore it when you shut down your Lack-of-Intelligence Committee and have taken NO action in holding Donald tRump accountable.

When the Fuck Will This End?

Donald Trump has been in office for one year. I hesitate to use President because he is the furthest thing from being presidential. I have never used that title in conjunction with his name.

Enumerating the travesties taking place since his election and inauguration has occupied pages and pages of the New York Times and the Washington Post; millions of gigabytes online, and hours and hours of reporting on cable television.

As of early January, his lies totaled 2,000, according to the Washington Post. They range from the crowd at his inauguration and voting numbers to the denial of his collusion with Russia to taking credit for creating jobs to this week’s information regarding his health.

Trump Resistance Bears Fruit

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One year ago I went to the polls with the expectation of electing the first woman president in the 240 years of this country. There were tears of joy in my eyes as a slipped my ballot into the scanner.

Like many people, I sat transfixed and appalled as the numbers came in that night. By the next morning, those emotions had turned to outrage, outrage that has only deepened over the last year.

The Resistance began almost immediately.

‘If You’re Not Outraged…’

After hearing tRump’s “fire and fury” announcement about North Korea this week, I looked around my house. 

Maybe its nuclear ICBM would not hit Connecticut, but we would surely experience the fallout. I thought: How tight can we seal the house? Put in the storm doors. Make sure the cellar windows are closed tight. Create a stash of food, water, and toilet paper. Food and litter for the cats. Gas up the cars.

WTF? Our New Mantra

As it turns out, there’s been a collective WTF? momentum that has only been increasing since the election. Every time I thought about writing a new post, another news report, Tweet, gaffe, appointment, executive order, or act on the part of Congress has put the sane among us into a tailspin of incredulity.

The election post mortem shows that the dumbing down of America has reached its apex. Trump’s election was sealed was by white, male high school graduates from the rust-belt states, and apparently, their beholden women. Appallingly, 52 percent of white women and 61 percent of white women without a college education voted for him. The Democrats obviously underestimated that voting block. Political correctness is gone. Trump’s disparaging attitudes has given permission for the bad behavior and misogyny associated with that lower socio-economic mentality.  

What the F**K Just Happened?

How could we go from having a Harvard-educated, intelligent, eloquent president to the prospect of one who is a racist, misogynist, anti-Semitic, bullying clown – and in between casting off a Yale-educated diplomat who has a record for fighting for women and children?

And what can we do about it?

No Internet, No Phone: Trying to Find the Silver Lining

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I was already majorly stressed out. A boatload of work, including a project I really didn’t want to accept. Summer heat and a lack of sleep. A newly retired husband underfoot. An ill kitty running up big-time vet bills.

Then my Internet and phone went out.

10 Tips for PR Success (from a Cranky Editor)

Due to space limitations and staffing cutbacks, much of the everyday information found in print publications has been reduced to event and calendar listings.

It’s no secret that editors are the most downsized professionals in the workforce. They’re expected to do more with fewer resources and that means the editorial assistant who typed up and formatted this information is probably yesterday’s news.

This post was originally published on Linked In. Continue reading here.

Retail Manipulation

Kohl’s must be apopleptic. Right in the middle of its Black Friday prequel, the power went out at the local shopping center. I can hear the collective gasp of the cash registers.