Tuesday morning around 7:30

Trump’s bombing Iran to distract attention from the Epstein scandal. The Epstein problem won’t go away. It’s growing, in fact. He can’t control it. Everybody’s chanting Epstein, Epstein, Epstein! It threatens his presidency and ultimately his own freedom. He needs a problem he can control in order to cover up the problem he can’t control. So he starts a war. Now everybody’s talking about the war instead of Epstein. For the time being, that is. But that’s okay. Because Trump has a Time-Being mind. He doesn’t think too far ahead. He’s too busy hating people and covering everything in gold paint. So for the time being, he’s safe from Epstein.

But what if he loses control of the war?

When you start a war just for the hell of it. When you bomb a country just to get your people to stop talking about something else. Or maybe…when you start a war just cuz the Israeli’s tell you they’ll start it first if you don’t (see Marco Rubio) When you start a war for any cornball bat shit reason that makes no sense to a normal nobody like me. When you do that. You ought to pick a little country to start your war with. A little country you can knock around with impunity. Like, say, Venezuela. Or even Cuba.

You ought to stay in your Bully Lane!

Don’t get me wrong. I’m not apposed to knocking off Iran. I’m glad he got lucky and wiped out all those nasty ass leaders in one strike. Serves them right for bullying their own people so maliciously. And yet, Iran is not a little country. Iran is the former Persian Empire. A country of 90 million people. Iran is, next to Israel, the toughest country in the Middle East. The heart of the Shiite Muslim community. What Trump did, he bombed the home of the Shiites. Shiites make up around 20 percent of the Muslim world but Iran is 90 percent Shiite Muslim. That means Trump just made enemies with all Shiite Muslims, around 300 million people around the world. What he did, he kicked a fucking hornets nest. I don’t think he really understood what he was doing when he did it. Netty Yahoo knew what he was doing. Old B.B. as Trumpy calls him. Old B.B. is not dumb. He played Trump like a Chump. Got him to come in on the war. (Marco Rubio said as much.) B.B. needed the big gun to pull off a righteous kill. Trumpy figured he’d do another Venezuela. He managed to take out the Supreme Leader. That was slick. But now the shit has hit the fan. I’m thinking this is not gonna go well. I think it’s gonna turn real ugly real soon….

Tuesday afternoon around 3:30

Say the shit hits the fan…big time. Gas prices hit fifty bucks a gallon. That’s if you can even get gas. Gangs hit the streets. Food riots. Thugs robbing and killing old dudes like me. Marshall Law. Ice Thugs rounding up old dudes like me….for slave labor…or better, soylent green. Knives out and guns loaded. I’m talking mass chaos before the Nukes hit.

Well, what do you do?

I got a plan.

I’ll fire up my boat and sail up to the Delta. Where I can hide out. That’s right. Head up the San Joaquin river!

Or the Sac River. Or the Napa River.

Hang out deep within the Delta. Where an old dude can just disappear!

“The virgin California Delta was so vast, wild and confusing – its sloughs meandered everywhere and led nowhere – that John C. Frémont lost a whole regiment in there for several days, and some who ventured in just disappeared.” Marc Reisner, A Dangerous Place

Who am I kidding?

When the shit hits the fan…as in, Nukes…there with be nowhere to hide.

Best to just sit on my ass here on my boat and wait for the hammer to fall.

Groove on what time we all got left.

But maybe Trump has a plan. Maybe he’s got it all figured out and events will transpire to the benefit of humanity. Trump will preside over his Board Of Peace and we will all thrive in a golden age of love and tranquility….

No…I think not.

I think we’re screwed.

This is just the beginning.

I kinda just want to pretend it’s not happening. You know what I mean?