Tis the Season for Hissy Fit Shutdowns: Saturday Political Soap Box 198

Merry Christmas, y'all!

Let's bring in the Christmas season with a partial government shutdown brought to you by.....

President Donald J Trump

in a special edition of Government by Hissy Fit sponsored by.....

Fox & Friends!

Ann Coulter!

Rushy Limbaugh!

Laura Ingraham!

Don't get me wrong.  I think the WALL is stupid, unamerican, ineffective and an utter waste.  You might as well take 50 billion dollars (an estimate of its ultimate cost) and flush it down the world's biggest toilet.  Ever heard of boats?  Planes?  Ladders?  Overstaying VISAs?  This problem can't be solved by brute force and hate.  You can't "cage children" your way to victory.

But if there's going to be a WALL (correction; the new politically correct term for it, per Trump, is now STEEL SLATS (translation: fence)), then it has to be done the old-fashioned way.  You have to have the political strength to pass it through Congress.  And if you can't pass it through a Republican-controlled Congress dominated by Trump sycophants, when can you pass it?  

Yes, border security is essential.  You never know when you're going to get a flood of Canadians trying to escape the horrors of single-payer healthcare.  Seriously, things can and should be done. And Democrats are willing to do them.  If Trump had any brains, he'd be swapping things out, negotiating and dealing.  But he's not a deal-maker.  He's a temper-tantruming moron, led by the nose by right-wing media, ready to take us all over a cliff just to put a temporary smile on Rushy's face.

Real people are going to be hurt by this.  And at Christmas time.  

Trumpeteers, don't delude yourselves (that may be naive - delusion appears to be your middle name)!  This is HIS shutdown, 100%.  Congress reached a number of compromises, and he negated them all.  He wanted this to happen.  And now it's here, at Christmas, and you and your Presidente. El Capitano Bone Spurs,  OWNS IT.

Despite everything, I do not lose hope in you, my dwindling Trumpeteers. It's Christmas, after all.  Like Scrooge, maybe you'll be visited by the spirits of Christmas (or, if you prefer, the divine love of Christ) and you will wake up with your eyes opened.

Okay, probably not.  Nevertheless...

Merry Christmas!

God Bless Us

EVERY ONE!!!!!