Three Arguments Against Impeaching Donald Trump.

Impeachment? Call Me Crazy, but I’m Against It.

I read today that the nation is now evenly divided on whether or not we should impeach Donald Trump: 42% in favor, 42% against, and 16% undecided. I’m in the undecided camp, but leaning against impeachment. Here’s why:


Angry Clown Photo1. As long as Trump remains in charge, nothing really bad will get done. His leadership is so ineffectual, his focus so scattered, his ideas so nonsensical, he has tied the GOP up in knots. Further, every time they seem on the verge of some reprehensible bit of legislation, Trump pops up like an angry clown and distracts everyone from the game in play with some fresh inanity. They can’t repeal Obamacare. They can’t build a wall. They can’t exclude Muslims from our shores. If Trump is removed from office before his term is up, if he’s thrown out or forced to resign before we voters have had a chance to undo the dangerous Republican bind we have got ourselves into, his replacement will then do all the things that Trump can’t … except for the wall of course. The wall is just stupid.

2. If Trump is removed from office prematurely, we will never hear the end of it from his supporters. They are not going to be persuaded by hard evidence and sworn testimony. They are going to maintain that Trump was brought low by fake news, a rigged media, and Hillary Clinton’s pact with the Devil. They are never going to accept the truth until it bites them on the ass. I have a personal rule that whenever I make a bad choice at a restaurant, I have to eat what I ordered anyway. This way I’m less likely to forget and order the same thing next time. The bad taste in my mouth reinforces the lesson. This logic applies to Donald Trump’s election. The longer we live with the toxicity, the less likely we will be to make a mistake like this again. Trump’s supporters are going to have to be impoverished, homeless, sick, and unemployed before they realize they have been sold a bill of goods. I wouldn’t wish this on them, but the truth is they kind of asked for it. We’re just going to have to wait until the realization dawns. It’s prolly going to take a while.

Donald Trump Twitter Graphic3. Late night television will return to its boring old fascination with singers, movie and TV stars, and sundry other celebrities. Comedians are going to have to start writing their own jokes again. Don’t get me wrong. I liked the entertainment before just fine. I just can’t believe it’s ever going to be this good again. I used to think that the comics of late night were a bad place to turn for insightful political commentary. Now. suddenly, they are the only place. Regular news, which ought to be fanning the flames of derision and largely ignoring the more blatant excesses of the Trump administration, instead report every new bit of narcissistic petulance with grave alarm. Wolf Blitzer stares at us through his fake glasses, wide eyed and strident as if missiles have already been launched, when all that’s happened is Trump has taken another juvenile dump on Hillary Clinton in front of the Boy Scouts. Taking Trump seriously just invigorates the bullshit. Stop already.

Just Let It Die!

The end of Trump will come at his own hands, probably later rather than sooner, but I’m not sure that’s a bad thing. It’s going to be a bumpy ride, but it probably won’t be as dangerous as it could be if someone with actual management skills were in charge. No, we should do with the Trump presidency what he’s recommending we do with the ACA. Just let it die. I’m not owning that shit, are you?

If you’ve read this far, chances are pretty good that I haven’t pissed you off yet. Congratulations! That means you mostly agree with me, and since I’m hardly ever wrong about these things, we’re a rarity. If this is the case, please consider sharing this post with your friends and acquaintances by clicking on one of the social media buttons below. You’ll help me grow my audience and thus advance the cause of logic and good sense. If I’m wrong and you are instead waxing apoplectic, you should share the post anyway so your friends can hate me too. It’s okay by me ,,, really! If I’ve learned anything from our huckster-in-chief, it’s that there’s no such thing as bad publicity.

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