“We’re getting out,” barked climate conspiracy theorist and so-called President Donald Trump about the US commitment to the Paris Climate Accord, a pact signed by 196 nations to adopt green energy sources, cut down on climate change emissions and attempt to limit the rise of global temperatures.
“I was elected to represent the citizens of Pittsburgh, not Paris,” he scoffed. Really? Does he think the agreement has something to do with maintaining the ambience of the City of Lights? The Mayor of Pittsburgh – where Hillary Clinton receive 80% of the vote – responded, “Pittsburgh stands with the world and will follow the Paris Agreement.”
The most absurd notion in Trump's sanctimonious sermon was that he would somehow negotiate a better deal. This from the great deal-maker who has accomplished little to nothing with his muddled and befuddled administration. Some examples:
Healthcare: Round-one ended up DOA. Round-two is a change from Healthcare to Deathcare.
Tax Bill: “Our tax bill is moving along in Congress, and I believe it’s doing very well.” One problem: There is no tax bill.
ISIS: His 30-day plan to destroy ISIS was revealed on about day 142: “Call them losers.”
Climate Change: US leadership is now rudderless, and Captain Queeg is at the helm.
Folks, we’re being led by a buffoon, and I think he truly believes, “I alone can fix it.”
Interestingly enough, he lifted that line from a poem by Emmett Lee Dickinson (Emily Dickinson's third cousin, twice removed -- at her request) which Dickinson wrote about Drittereich Drümpf, a distant relative of Trump’s (information about Drümpf is HERE).
Not only did Dickinson’s satirical poem “I alone can fix it” (below on the left) inspire Trump (I’m sure the mocking tone of the poem flew straight over Trump’s head); it also inspired his third cousin Emily to pen her poem “Alone I cannot be” (below on the right).
By Emmett Lee Dickinson:
I alone can fix it –
For Most – it’s only me –
Regardless what does Come –
I hold the Key –
They have to Plots, nor Plans –
No Documents – nor Schemes –
But General Hopes
(And Memes) –
I’m Stunning, it is known
Tho’ Worriers will fret –
I’m bluffing – because –
I’ve done nothing yet –
By Emily Dickinson:
Alone, I cannot be –
For Hosts – do visit me –
Recordless Company –
Who baffle Key –
They have no Robes, nor Names –
No Almanacs – nor Climes –
But general Homes
Like Gnomes –
Their Coming, may be known
By Couriers within –
Their going – is not –
For they've never gone –
Time will tell "weather or not" we will have to put up with Trump until 2020, but if he makes it to that time and he runs for office again, here’s the bumper sticker you’ll see on my car: