The Facebook Dungeon #1: Trump’s Yemen Blame Game
Welcome to the very first edition of the Facebook Dungeon! What is it? Simple. It’s where stuff that I would normally post on social media goes to die. Stuff that’s too long, too political, too controversial, or just plain too stupid to actually put on Facebook. I’ve kind of gone off the rails on FB with my anti-Trump political posts, so I’m thinking if I post them here instead, I’ll give my FB friends a little bit of a break. I’m aware of the problem, and I can also tell I’m wearing out my welcome with my words and links and likes and angry faces and all that other associated who-ha. But I’ve got opinions that I think are important, if to nobody else on the planet but me. Putting them down in words makes me feel just a teeny little bit better. Booze also helps.
Plus, here in the Facebook Dungeon, I have TOTAL CONTROL over EVERYTHING. BWAHAHAHA!! Nobody can block anything I post here. You HAVE to read it! Gotcha!! Just kidding. Nobody has to read anything here anymore than they do on Facebook. But I have to get my rants out, or I’ll explode.
Anyway, this is something I posted earlier today on FB, then pulled under the advisement of my editor (wife.) Too long, she said. Too many all-caps typing, she said. OK, I said.
I wrote this (more like vomited it out) in response to this Vanity Fair article about donald trump trying to play the blame game with his first military operation after taking office. (It didn’t go well, like everything else since January 20.)
um, ahem….excuse me, Mr. President? May I say something? Yeah, about this failed military mission in Yemen…um, ok…here goes…um….it’s a shame that the mission in Yemen didn’t work out the way everybody hoped, and it’s tragic that a member of Navy Seal Team 6 died, but, uh, oh jeez how can I put this? well here goes: YOU’RE THE PRESIDENT OF THE MOTHER-F***ING UNITED STATES OF AMERICA NOW. YOU ARE THE COMMANDER-IN-CHIEF OF THE MILITARY. YOU ARE IN CHARGE. YOU ARE THE BOSS. THE BUCK STOPS WITH YOU. THERE’S NOBODY ELSE BUT YOU. EVERYTHING THE MILITARY DOES NOW, YOU’RE RESPONSIBLE FOR IT. YOU GAVE THE ORDER TO COMMENCE THIS MILITARY OPERATION. YET WHILE A BRAVE YOUNG SOLDIER GAVE HIS LIFE FOR HIS COUNTRY YOU DECIDED YOU’D RATHER STAY IN THE PRESIDENTIAL RESIDENCE SENDING OUT TWEETS INSTEAD OF WATCHING THE MISSION UNFOLD IN THE SITUATION ROOM. LIKE A REAL PRESIDENT WOULD DO. I’M SORRY I’M YELLING MR. PRESIDENT, AND IN ALL CAPS WHICH I KNOW IS THE MOST ANNOYING THING IN THE UNIVERSE, BUT WE’RE SO SICK OF YOUR CONSTANT WHINING AND WE’RE SO TIRED OF YOU PASSING THE BLAME TO SOMEBODY ELSE EVERY TIME SOMETHING GOES WRONG. IT’S YOU NOW. YOU WANTED TO BE PRESIDENT. SO BE THE PRESIDENT. HELL, YOU COULD START BY JUST TRYING TO BE A MAN FIRST. IT TAKES A REAL MAN (or, someday, a woman) TO BE PRESIDENT. IT’S GROW-UP TIME. BE MORE MATURE. BE ANY TINY LITTLE BIT MATURE. MILITARY MISSIONS THAT YOU APPROVE WILL UNFORTUNATELY ALWAYS RUN THE RISK OF HAVING SOMETHING GO WRONG AND THERE WILL ALWAYS BE YOUNG AMERICANS WHO ARE KILLED. BUT IT’S PART OF YOUR GODDAMN JOB. BE RESPONSIBLE FOR YOUR ACTIONS AND YOUR DECISIONS. YOU CAN’T BLAME ANOTHER PREVIOUS PRESIDENT WHO’S NOT THE PRESIDENT NOW. AND YOU WILL LEARN (apparently the hard way) THAT YOU DAMN SURE CAN’T GO AROUND BLAMING YOUR GENERALS. THEY’RE FOLLOWING YOUR ORDERS, AND THEY’RE DOING THE HARDEST, MOST DANGEROUS AND IMPORTANT JOBS ON THE F**KING PLANET. THEY’RE DOING THEIR JOBS. THIS IS YOUR JOB. START DOING IT. Thank you. good Lord this guy’s gonna give me an ulcer.