Postcards from the Post-election American Apocalypse

Drones

Drones are the flavor of the month. Every US media outlet is currently obsessed with drones whizzing through the urban nightscape. As thick as houseflies, journalists gather in giddy packs around selected NooJoysee citizens.

Speculation has reached fever pitch. An Iraqi mother ship? Is this an invasion?

But it’s getting cold. Way too cold for any host to be out late at night hunting weirdos along a windy Jersey shore. Nevertheless, the need is urgent. Ever since the election the public has simply stopped watching and listening; except when they are being personally interviewed, or when a host is talking about drones. So, unfortunately, all that is left to safely fill the barren acres of media space is either one more segment on the weather, or another update on the ‘mysterious drones’.

But there is nothing else left. As soon as a host mentions the ‘T’ word – or even refers to politics in general – everyone disappears. It took until mid-December for the media to notice that they no longer had an audience. They looked up from the desk and there was nobody looking back. Even their staff were doing Xmas shopping on their phones.

The American zeitgeist

The shift was instant. The election happened, the Christmas lights were turned on, and ‘the News’ was turned off. The cable news audience just melted away. Christmas 2024 was silently declared to be a period of fun and utter forgetfulness. Ho Ho Ho – and don’t dare say anything more. Unless it’s a safe topic. Something like ‘drones’.

Suddenly, collectively, it was all just too much. Everyone in America – except for the poor shivering journos of course – spontaneously decided to exit ‘the News’. Of course, all the really dreadful stuff that everyone really needs to know about hasn’t disappeared. But – for the sake of human sanity – it HAD to wait until after Xmas. So – shush! (There might be an old movie on.)

The frightening truth is that there is still just tooo much that really does need to be actively ignored. The US stock market has been dropping like a stone. Right-wing loops, sitting next to the President-in-waiting, are ranting variously about locking up and deporting millions of brown people, or slashing the welfare budget, or jailing media personalities. All while selected billionaire oligarchs are busily identifying the bits of the US government that might be allowed to remain intact in the medium term. Plus, the Supreme Court has announced it is now accepting offers on all their remaining stock of ‘rights’. (Every purchase comes with a free pardon.)

At the moment the left-wing are untenable and the right-wing insufferable. So, there is nothing left – except to watch the rapidly diminishing squad of American journalists chasing drones down a cold windy street. Who would have thought that the Rise and Fall of the Greatest Republic would all be televised?

The Godly

Lists are being compiled right now. The President in waiting has said he is going to ban pretty much everything that is still not illegal. Which all takes a lot of planning.

The new administration has been clear about its intentions. Being an illegal alien will get you kidnapped and deported. And just who might be an illegal alien is a matter for the President. It’s all about being Godly (apparently).

Nasty things will no longer be tolerated. Evil will be outlawed. Sexual deviance and deviants will be monitored. And no more malicious abortions. A new day is dawning. You will be Godly: or else.

Except for the officially Godly. If you run a religion, you are on thick green pasture (once more). For a moment it seemed that there was a chance that all of the hard-won rights and privileges of the Good Christian Family (Man) were about to be stripped away. But once again; the transgender and gay hordes have been put in their place. They will once again be vilified, as God intended. Hallelujah!

And there is no doubting that transformative powers have been hard at work! All of the January the 6th rioters are emerging – one by one – from their Democratic torture cells; magically transmogrified into patriotic saints. It’s a goddam miracle.

The incoming administration

The day after ‘the President who cannot be named’ was elected, the first time around, there were protests. All across the Land of the Brave™ people marched and pledged their resistance. This time not so much.

The Police are looking smug. There are cameras, on poles, at the end of the street. Anyone might be watching. Except for the occasional pack of journos chasing a drone, the streets are remarkably quiet.

Next week the new administration will take office. They are lovely people who insist on being described as lovely people. Lovely people who are disassembling the FBI, appointing public prosecutors, rescuing the oppressed millionaires and billionaires from their shackles, and are on the verge of being in control of the largest military apparatus that the earth has ever known.

Did I mention they are all lovely people? Positively gorgeous. Wonderful folk. All of them.

There’s someone at the door, I’ll be back in a moment.

😉

Also by Dr Moylan: Dear Uncle Sam

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