15 August

Covid Journal, Monday, August 15: Tested Positive, Can’t Stop Coughing. Best Thing Is To Take Some Flower Photos. Maria Is Almost Back To Herself. Trump’s Best Lie Ever

by Jon Katz

I tested positive for Covid-19 this morning and can’t stop coughing. I thought the best thing to do was go out and take some flower photos and then call a doctor. I bid both things. I have a virtual phone appointment just before noon, and I expect she’ll want me to get an anti-body pill later today.

My biggest problem is that I can’t stop coughing, which gets old quickly.

The flowers helped, for sure. Color and light, color and light. Maria is almost back to normal this morning. She seems to herself again.

( I can’t help while I’m coughing but to wonder how many different excuses and lies Donald Trump has for hiding top secret documents in the palace safe or how many conspiracy theories his Enablers can spew on his behalf.

The Democrats are very lucky to have these clowns to campaign against.  It looks like he’ll save them again. My favorite Trump lie of all times- there are so many too choose from- is that he de-classified Top Secret Documents in his head before leaving the White House, maybe waking up that squirrel who lives in the orange nest on the top of his head. Pinocchio is rising in his grave.)

Keep smiling, people; life is too short to never laugh at how ridiculous we humans can be.

 

 

Zinnia’s are amazing flowers. I call this photo The Soul Of A Zinnia.

The lines and shapes here always catch my eye. Something so soft and peaceful. It’s like entering another world.

 

 

Zinnias are the adolescents of my garden, sassy and invidialistic. They go their own way. I’m afraid that’s all I can do for now. Time to lie back down on the sofa in the living room and wait for the doctors call. Thanks, everybody, for watching and reading. This was inevitable, perhaps I won’t have to worry about it any longer..

 

 

 

18 July

Four Interesting New Books To Read: From Agent Josephine To Spies In Berlin, To Donald Trump’s Great Swamp To How Harvey Weinstein Became A Monster

by Jon Katz

I just got four new books I couldn’t resist buying. I haven’t read any of them, but I have read a bunch of reviews, and I was persuaded to grab them, all will, I think, be best sellers or already are best sellers, and all four seem eminently readable.

This is a good reading season, and these are the first books I’ve read by men in a good long time.

My new idea is to share my book choices with my readers the books I’m reading rather than wait and review each one. Many people have asked me to do this, and it makes sense to me.

People can make up their own minds about the books, and I can review one in detail now and then. I admit to being backlogged, but I’ll plow through them all this summer.

There are some fascinating books out there.

Two questions have haunted me for months. One was how did the Republican Party permit Trump to take it over when so many influential Republicans knew how corrupt and dangerous he was? The most influential people in the party knew he was a hazardous sleazebag and even said so. Almost all of them caved to save their hides.

The other was how Harvey Weinstein, one of the most gifted moviemakers in American history, became such a monster and escaped punishment and disclosure for so long? I might finally be getting the answers to both questions.

 

The wo books I couldn’t resist are Thank You For Your Servitude, by Mark Leibovich, who joined the Atlantic Magazine after working for ten years as a national political writer for the New York Times. He is an excellent writer, funny and ironic, innovative, and amazingly successful at getting people to talk to him who should know better.

His last book, This Town, was brilliant and often hilarious about Washington Culture during the Obama Years. This time, he’s taken on one of the great political questions in American History:  how some of the Republican Party’s most respected and influential figures – Lindsey Graham, Ted Cruz, Marcio Rubio – all of whom were united in their scorn for Donald Trump but then abruptly flipped in a moral rout that allowed Trump to take over the party and nearly destroy our democracy.

All three have been tarred, perhaps for life, and I hate to think how History will judge them.

Leibovich also focused on three people he considers heroes – Mitt Romney, Liz Cheney, and the late John McCain – who alone had found the courage and love of the country to stand up to Donald Trump and resist his takeover of their party, often at their political peril.

“We are just waiting for him to die,” one former Republican congressman  told Leibovich, who decided to use the Trump Hotel as a focal point for the story of the most profound moral cowardice in American political History. It was, he said, the greatest swamp of them all, the plotting base for the attack on the capitol on January 6.

The book is also said to be funny, but the story of the once great Republican party’s utter moral collapse is not. I want to know how this happened, and I think Leibovich is in a position to tell me.

This is the first time I’m reading four books by men in a while. I’ve also ordered Ken Auletta’s much-awaited book Hollywood Ending, a biography of Harvey Weinstein, and a painstaking effort to understand how this brilliant and successful man became such an infamous monster and will spend many more years rotting in jail.

I want to know that.

Also on the list are Agent Josephine, American Beauty, French Hero, and British Spy by Damien Lewis. The story of wartime Agent Josephine became one of the greatest and most successful spy legends of World War II.

Before the war, Josephine Baker was a music-hall diva famous for her singing, dancing, sexuality, and sexy outfits. Before the war, she was the highest-paid female performer in Europe.

When the Nazis took over Paris, her beloved and adopted city, she was banned from performing, along with “Negroes and Jews.” Instead of fleeing to America, she chose to stay behind, become a spy for the Allies, and become a feminist activist.

She was one of the best. This sounds like an irresistible story; it’s a fat book, more than 350 pages long.

My fourth book is something of a gamble. Dan Fesperman is well known for his best-selling thrillers, but I’ve never read him.

He’s written what feels like a  John LeCarre brooding and ambivalent spy mystery focusing on the mad scramble that occurred when the Berlin Wall came down. The Stasi, the dreaded East German secret police, and the CIA were locked in a monumental struggle to seize the Stasi’s files before they were destroyed.

As in the best LeCarre books, the line between the good and bad guys is fuzzy, according to the reviews; this is a story of moral ambivalence and confusion between what were once two of the most powerful spy agencies in the world. Anything that evokes LeCarre is worth taking a look at.

I’ve got some excellent and exciting reading to do. I’m going to start with Lebovich’s book and then onto Ken Auletta’s story of a brilliant,  ambitious, successful Jewish Boy from New York who became a true American monster.

16 May

One Man’s Truth: Who’s The “RINO” Now? Trump Is Getting Eaten By His Own Creations. The Ghost Of Mary Shelley.

by Jon Katz

The philosopher and social critic Bertrand Russell wrote that the great democracies tend to believe that a stupid man is more likely to be honest than a clever man. Our politicians, he says,  take advantage of this by pretending to be even more ridiculous and stupid than nature made them.

This is essentially the key to understanding Trump and the rise of Trumpism and the painful and frightening turmoil r0iling American politics.

Trump’s greatest skill, other than relieving trusting people of their money, is self-destruction. He is proving it once more.

I am a Freudian, I spent years in Freudian therapy. I believe Trump hates himself much more than anyone else in the world could possibly hate him. He blows just about every serious thing he has done in his life.

Trump, whose political career is built on the authoritarian idea that people who disagree with him are false and treasonous  ( R.I.N.O’.s, Republicans In Name Only)  is fast becoming the R.I.N.O now, as growing numbers of  Trumpists have decided to run amok with Trumpism but to leave Trump behind.

He can keep his silly and foolish endorsements. He is becoming the political world’s greatest liability, a flame to the moths.

Since the only genuine people are those absolutely loyal to him, how does a mind like that process this growing truth: his own movement is leaving him behind, in search of the real thing. He has learned much from his favorite foreign pal, Vladimir Putin.

This happens a lot when it comes to revolutions.

Like Jefferson, I believe some revolutions can be a good thing for government. They usually occur when the government has lied to the people, as ours has for years. “A rebellion now and then is a medicine necessary for the sound health of government.” Perhaps we’re getting the shakeup we deserve.

Trumpism is a movement all of its own, and it is a revolutionary movement, one that wants to fundamentally change the way our government and democracy work.

They are strong and committed revolutionaries, flirting more and more with violence, political and real.  They hate democracy. That’s the bad news.

The good news is that they are beginning to splinter, as revolutionary movements due,  while the other side is coming together once again to challenge them.

They will regret it. I believe women are the future of politics and democracy. Women are rising up again all over the country, thanks to Trump and his legacy.

It is a grotesque optic to see White Christian Nationalist Straight men dictate how women can or cannot have children. My first prediction of this year: it will blow up in their faces. I’m two for two on predictions on the blog.

Curiously, the extremes on the right tend to always overreach, as do extremists on the left. This is why neither one can really win.

This is the Achilles heel of fanatics and ideologues, they have no perspective, and there is no give.

Revolutions occur when large numbers of people hate their government. That is the central ideology of Donald Trump’s rise. He saw that and responded.

Revolutions are driven by anger and vengeance, and revolutionaries often become addicted to both.

When they have no clear or noble goals, that’s why and when they become more dangerous. Anything goes, enemies are everywhere. Yesterday’s heroes of the revolution are the next ride in the night.

Because of Trump, we are “woke” beyond Governer DeSantis’s wildest dreams. That is Jefferson’s “good thing.” Castro was a student of revolution, that’s one reason his revolution worked and lasted so long. And unlike Trump, DeSantis is a smart politician.

A revolution is not a bed of roses,” he wrote. “A revolution is a struggle between the future and the past.”

There is no better way to describe the revolution we are approaching in our country today. It’s the last stand of the white Christian man.

It had to come. Trump just bumbled into it at the right time. He isn’t interested in governing. He wants to rule.

When revolutions get older, they begin to eat their own, because anything that is old and powerful must be mistrusted and attacked. That’s the point.

Over time, the revolutionary founders lose trust, they can never really be revolutionary enough, or tough and ruthless enough. They are corrupted by power, just like the leaders the revolution was formed to bring down.

Is there any politician in American history more corruptable or corrupt than Donald Trump? Does he stand for one single good thing, apart from himself and lying addictively taking advantage of people to get their money?

In just a few years, Trump has made it so that the most revolutionary act one can engage in is, to tell the truth.

Now, in 2022, it’s Trump’s turn to be the R.I.N.O.

Under his leadership, a genuine populist movement has turned itself into a national wacka-a-doodle circus of real-life former Batman enemies – sexual predators, conspiracy theorists, bigots, haters, demented congresspeople,  riddles, jokers, white nationalists, and people whose only qualification is that they are rich or were on TV once.

It feels like one of those zombie movies sometimes. They just keep coming.

This threatens the Republican Party far more than any Democrat could or has.  I don’t think most of these people could sweep a sidewalk.

Of course, it makes sense that Trumpists are increasingly abandoning Trump himself; he is old hat by now. even boring. Stale and weak. He has nothing new to say, he just repeats the same old thing. The old fire is going out, he is, after all, heading for 80, the next Joe Biden.

And he is vulnerable.

The sharks are circling all around him. After all, from a distance, he is just another crazy old billionaire holed up in a tacky castle.

You can’t control the whole world from Mar-A-Largo. That is a Mansion, not a base. Time for something new, something more aggressive and hateful. Something young.  The movement is loaded with them.

Trump is not the stuff of real revolutionaries. Mao lived in caves for many years and walked across China with his soldiers. Castro hid in the mounts of Cuba for years.

Gandi never even had a house to live in. The true revolutionaries would laugh at the very idea of Trump. They would never lower themselves to fear him. Among other crimes, he has betrayed his own people, just about every day.

Washington spent eight years on a horse.

In the not-so-brave new world that Trump created, you can never lie, hate, whine, or be incompetent enough. The test of a Trump revolutionary is one who can break the boundaries of civil and democratic discourse, now considered elitist claptrap.  The most outrageous and offensive acolyte wins.

There is no need for government experience or even the most minimal policy ideas.

The poor and people of color are enemies in need of replacement. Trump politicians are not interested in roads or poverty, they are hungry for new battles in their never-ending culture wars – Dr. Seuss and the war on transgender children, even Mickey Mouse –  and demonization of the opposition. Anger and grievance replace truth.

The most sacred and revered symbols and traditions of American life are all targets – that the modus operandi.

Trump used the media and broken political system to gain power. But he never understood what it was that he had done or why. And he is helpless when it comes to repeating it, or even controlling it. The monster is out of the castle.

Lying and making things up will only get you so far, even in America. There has to be something more.

Trump is yet another victim of Mary Shelley’s great prophesy.  You created me, said the monster, you are responsible for me.

Trumpism began as a genuine and, in many ways, understandable revolution against a government that had become remote, elitist, and corrupted by corporations who have managed to buy our civic system and set its agenda.

Our representatives don’t represent us anymore, they have mastered deep pockets to serve those who pay for their campaigns.

As Trump has proven, the system is broken, and no one is accountable. The Judeo-Christian ethical system that shaped the country for so long is in shambles. Most revolutions target the rich, this one elevates and protects them.

The greatest revolutionaries have been people like George Washington, Gandhi,  Martin Luther King, and the more ruthless Fidel Castro. They were, in most ways, genuine populists and careful and practical people. They were talented strategists. They were ruthless in pursuit of their mission.

Washington was a farmer and soldier; he and Gandhi and Castro were shrewd pragmatists. They inspired people to follow them. Trump inspires people to hate him and vote against him and his party.

His evolving movement is showing every sign of carrying out his work without him. Only he’s a target now too.

Of course, he is.

Hail the King, the King is dead.

A revolution is not a dinner party,” wrote Mao, ” or writing an essay, or painting a picture, or doing embroidery; it cannot be so refined, so leisurely and gentle, so temperate, kind, courteous, restrained and magnanimous. A revolution is an insurrection, an act of violence by which one class overthrows another.”

It isn’t a bunch of Tweets either.

When it comes to politics, Trump is astonishingly inept and self-destructive. He blew the 2020 election, which he had in his pocket when his megalomania overtook common sense, and he alienated one group of people after another. He’s doing it again. It’s not just about him, you have to stand for something.

Instead of choosing and endorsing candidates that might appeal to women and blacks and mainstream America, he has endorsed a list of extremists, liars, and celebrities that have almost no chance of winning in states like Pennsylvania, Georgia, and Ohio, among others.

These are the “swing” states that are actually up for grabs and which will determine who controls the Senate and, beyond that, the White House.

Two years ago, he cost the Republicans control of the Senate by insisting that the Georgia votes for Joe Biden were fraudulent when there was no evidence that this was true.

The Pennsylvania race may be the most important political race in America this year.  Trump has just given it away, as he did Georgia two years ago (and is doing again).

Trump is blowing it again, and the comparatively sane Republicans like Mitch McConnell know it.

In politics, hubris kills. Our media can’t help us, they live now, and they don’t have time to step back and look at the future.

Last week, Trump shocked many Republicans by endorsing his TV pal Dr. Mehmet Oz.

As political endorsements go, this is a testament to Trump’s political incompetence. Dr. Oz has only one known asset – he is also a TV celebrity, which makes him qualified to run the country in Trump’s mind.

A few months ago, Dr. Oz, a liberal physician before hooking up with Trump,  didn’t even live in Pennsylvania; he registered to vote, thereby giving an in-law’s address.  In explaining his endorsement to thousands of cheering Trumpies (some were booing), Trump said, “his show is great. He’s on that screen. He’s in the bedrooms of all those women.” (Yuk).

Oz is a Greek tragedy all of its own. A once famous and brilliant surgeon and abortion rights supporter, he met with Trump at Mar-A-Largo and drank the cool-aid. He turned into a Tucker Carlson hate machine overnight, claiming the 2020 election was rigged and supporting a nationwide abortion ban.

All sorts of flunkies and lackeys would have happily kissed Trump’s ass to get his endorsement, but he decided that TV celebrities could save the country, just like he didn’t.

Many ambitious people seem happy to transform themselves into nut cases overnight in exchange for Trump’s endorsement.

And Trump forgets the great law of TV celebrity: it always ends. People tire of celebrities, just as they tire of politicians. They always want something new eventually. Trump will learn this soon enough, I’m guessing he already is.

Trumpism is real and will be a challenge to democracy for years. Trump won’t be a part of it. This is his pathetic legacy, the thing history will remember about him.

Who would have thought it? Is Trump too moderate?

Trump’s biggest problem is that many of his followers know what it is like to be betrayed and abandoned by corrupt politicians; they’ve seen that happen all of their lives.

They know what it looks like. They have always insisted that he was speaking truth to power, but it becomes more apparent every day that he is a stranger to truth, the passion is what he wants. He is a pure hedonist. He is speaking bullshit to all of us. I am sorry for the people who send him their hard-earned money. He has the longest list of victims in financial history, according to Forbes Magazine.

“Dr. Oz had an enormously successful career on TV,” said Trump, “and now he’s running to save our country.”  Really? This is an insult to his own followers as well as the rest of us. They are not all that gullible.

As I write this, Oz is in great danger of being overtaken by another even weirder Trump lover,  Kathy Barnette, an African-American bigot famous for her online assaults and slurs about Muslims. Republicans can’t believe Trump didn’t endorse her!

I imagine the real revolutionaries are spinning in their graves.

George Washington was America’s Greatest Revolutionary. He set the right tone for the country, it lasted for years, for all of its flaws.

When fighting the British head-on didn’t work, he took to the woods and invented guerilla warfare. When he could have been a King, he chose to walk away and be a farmer.

He knew when to use power and when to let go of it. This is the significant failure of Trumpism. It has no stirring goals or visions. It is really only about gaining power.

The gasoline that fuels this movement is hatred. It is already beginning to burn itself out, as hatred inevitably does,  the thirst for enemies can never end. When they run out of enemies, they can always turn on one another.

Trump is indeed no Hitler, as he insists. He is no Mao or Stalin or  Castro or Gandhi either. The great revolutionaries are all very real. They are not brave-on-Twitter-only heroes.

They grew up around real people and knew how to arouse them. Trump is no Hitler, not just because he doesn’t want to be.

He is not Hitler or Mao or Stalin because as evil as they turned out to be, they were each a lot smarter than Donald Trump.

History has its own sense of justice. Trump is his own “R.I.N.O” now, a leader in name only, like some Shakespearan creation, doomed to melt into irrelevance while raging at the world from his guarded castles, surrounded by moats and paid-to-be loyal bodyguards and slaves.

You know, people you can never trust when you turn your back. People like  him.

10 March

Spring Trumps Winter In Nine Hours, 7:30 AM to 4:30 P.M.

by Jon Katz

We got five or six inches of snow we didn’t expect on Wednesday, our little snowblower is in the capable hands of Mike, who can do just about anything.

By 4:40, almost all of it was gone (see below for morning shot.) It is a little disorienting.

The weather service predicts nine inches of snow on Saturday. I think they may be right this time. Maria has canceled her nature lesson in the woods Saturday, and I won’t get to see The Batman until Sunday, if then.

4 March

Napping With Bud. Affection Trumps Abuse

by Jon Katz

I took a nap this afternoon, the gym wore me out. When I woke up, there was a dog in my lap on the blanket covering me and I had a hand on his soft and fuzzy head.

Maria took this lovely photo of the resourceful Bud, who knows how to find a warm spot on a cold winter day.

Given what he went through, his warmth and affection are something of a miracle. But he is, after all, the Little King, and the entire farmhouse is at his service.

But has every right in the world to be suspicious and wary of people. He is always up for a warm lap or head scratch, a big heart trumps a small one.

(Photo By Maria Wulf)

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