Tom Hastings: Our craven Congress has used every dirty trick and underhanded connivance to get the job done, even stooping to refuse to do their job and vote on a nominated Supreme Court justice until they could get a gun-loving president.
Tom Hastings: If the new definition of treason is being willing to not clap for Trump’s utterances, I hereby formally and publicly admit to treason.
Tom Hastings: Waxing on about how much he loves the flag, the national anthem, and those, unlike him, who served in the military, one can try to hold down one’s dinner. It’s not easy.
Tom Hastings: Housing for military families is a special and widespread pollution problem, with entire tracts built on waste dumps, leaky underground fuel tanks, radioactive waste dumps and other ticking health time bombs.
Tom Hastings: Trump blurts and tweets like an incontinent adolescent in meetings, in his jammies at 5 a.m. when he’s all thumbs, and he continually insults and gaslights, traduces and lies, self-contradicts and manipulates.
Tom Hastings: Trump doesn’t seem satisfied unless he’s shot off some vertiginous tweet or statement. Sports? Stay off balance. Allies? Insult them. Dictators? Praise them. Gaslighting.
Tom Hastings: This Trump business is the longest lucid nightmare in our country’s collective mind and it’s time to wake up and smell the 25th Amendment.
Tom Hastings: Can we all emerge, somehow, from our mega-binary zero-sum tried-judged-sentenced baskets of deplorables and America-haters to witness the truth that we share so much more than we don’t?
Tom Hastings: Name the meddlesome crime of collaboration with foreign election tampering and impeach this imposter, this embarrassment, this pimple on the hindparts of democracy.
Tom Hastings: What the uber-rich count on is our apathy. Plus they believe that if you toss a bone to a dog that dog will not try to get inside your mansion where you are feasting on the choice meats.
Tom Hastings: Even men of goodwill should take this opportunity to listen and learn, re-evaluate and rehabilitate, not make determinative rulings on increments of impropriety
Tom Hastings: Trump may shoot himself in the rhetorical foot daily, sometimes hourly, but until we are coordinated in an unstoppable coalition—broad base but laser-sharp focus—he will enjoy his power, privilege, and position.
Tom Hastings: This man’s sense of humor must have been surgically implanted by a really stupid robot improperly programed in a middle school shop class.