A Word With The Manager Please

Dear White House dot Gov:

I think that before President Biden leaves the White House, he should set up a website called

ESGUSODA FI

ESGUSODA FI is Welsh for

Pardon Me.

So if you are a person of color, if you are a journalist, if you have more Republicans sniffing around your hoochie  then there are stars in the Universe and YOU  had the audacity to tell them to take their noses and hands elsewhere, if you are someone that Republicans define as ” woke ” then there should be a form  you can fill out and when all of the names are in, President Biden should issue a blanket Pardon to everyone on it.

We saw what happened when President Biden issued a Pardon to his son in order to protect him from an unhinged Trust Fund Baby who danced on stage for 40 minutes because Trump THOUGHT out of all the ideas that he has had this was a great idea.

A lot of people lost their collective brain cell.

There was no NEED to make a move like that cried the Republicans.

Oh sure, if I were Hunter’s Mom, I’d leave my son to the Mercy of a deranged convicted felon with his tiny little hands on the nuclear launch code.

Psyche.

I’d go full on Anne Wilkes ( from Misery) on my Pardon-Issueing President Husband and I insist he write out a pardon.

Annie Wilkes: God came to me last night and told me your purpose for being here. I am going to help you write a new book  PARDON

Paul Sheldon: You think I can just whip one out?

Annie Wilkes: Oh, but I don’t think Paul, I know.

I should add that some Democrats in office thought Hunter’s pardon was ‘bad for America and Democracy ‘ and of course so did a lot of people in the media but you know what:

I have zero F*&Ks to give where THOSE stains on democracy think. Ignore them. They’re jerks.

So my idea is AWESOME even though it may sound like a joke and it made me laugh.

But it’s not as if my funny bone has been tickled and I’m laughing with mirth.

All of the hairs stand up on my neck when I think about Trump and his cabinet chock full convicts and rapists and thieves descending upon the White House to finish off the devastation he created the last time he was there.

ATLANTIC MAGAZINE COVER: OCTOBER 2024

For FOWC: MANAGER

Hell Is Empty

‘Hell is empty and all the devils are here.’

William Shakespeare

There are  two guys who ride my train that support Trump.

Their conversations, loud enough for all of us to ‘enjoy’ always start off with them sounding ‘reasonable’ lighthearted and dare I say ‘personable’.

For example, they talked about people showing up  to Vice President’s Harris’ rally in Austin, actually the one they were referring to was in Houston but I digress. Some people there booed and they said, why show up at a rally just to do that? It’s a rally, they agreed with each other. What’s the point in making a scene?

Then they went down the rabbit hole, like they always do.

First they discussed the city of Seattle being shut down because of protesters over the weekend ( that NEVER happened ). They claimed that King County ( where Seattle is located ) should take a lesson from Pierce County ( where Tacoma is located ) because they claim that Pierce County ” Cops ” use helicopters to chase down protesters who ‘make trouble ‘ and try to escape law enforcement by car or on foot.

No. No. No. It has never happened.

Then one guy says to his friend that he knows  a ” Security Guy ”  that works at  protests and he  told him that if you get someone face down on the ground and stomp on the base of their spine, they ‘ ain’t running nowhere, they can’t move. ‘

” You can do whatever you want to them ” he laughed as he continued. ” You know what I would do? I’d rip their ears off. I’ve always wanted to rip someone’s ears off. ”

His friend joined him in a round of laughter. ” It’s not like they  use them ” he added.

This Halloween I tried to write stories about monsters and evil twisted souls. I wasn’t as productive as I wanted to be.

It was hard because reality had me beat before I could get a single word down.

Photo: Terry Preshaw

Photographer Unknown:
White Supremacists/Trump Supporters WA state

Trump supporter threatening a protester

For Fandangos One Word Challenge: PERSONABLE

Libby

FOWC with Fandango: ACID

Libby’s Mom said every word that dripped from Libby’s mouth was coated, dripping and pumped full of acid.

” Why can’t you look like all the other girls? Why is your hair so messy and snarled why does it look like a tumbled weed coming apart in a fire? Why can’t you figure out how to look everyone else Libby? Why are you so disagreeable? ”

Sometimes Libby cried and sometimes Libby fought back and threw a few curses her Mother’s way, but most of the time she would run to her room. Sit on her bed and wish and wish that she was like all of the other girls in their neighborhood.

Sometimes Libby went for days upon days without opening her mouth once and one time she lost 5 pounds because seriously- she didn’t open her mouth once. Not even for food. She didn’t want to open her acid filled mouth unless she could say something right. So. She nearly starved to death.

Her Dad said that maybe she should learn to smile, maybe not do that thing where she tilted her head to the side and rolled her eyes to the sky because when she did that her mouth twisted to one side like she was having a stroke or something.

Finally one day Libby had it.

After her Mother and Grandmother were finished  evaluating  Libby’s looks and demeanor and demanded to know why she was so full of acid, why was her hair so funny looking Libby shouted back:

” I’m full of acid you stupid hags because I’m not a Witch like you! ” Libby tucked one of the snakes that lived in her mass of long dark curls back behind her ear, ” I’m NOT a witch. Do you get it YET? ”

My Exotic Garden

No matter what I do, no matter how busy I am there are things I make it a priority not to forget:

I never forget birthdays, or anniversaries- I never forget the name of your dog, I will always remember the last important story you told me.

I will always remember your favorite color, the name of your favorite song.

Those are important details and there is a special place in my brain for that information. I care for it, I tend it, I think of that place is my head as a garden that must be cared for and tended with patience and devotion.

But most important of all, the thing that I give a great amount of  care to is this:

I never, ever forget where the bodies are buried.

Artists Unknown

Bodies left unattended and forgotten spread and sprout and bloom like wildflowers and some curious fool is bound to come along and pick them and carry them home to someone they love.

 

FOWC PROMPT: IMPORTANT