Suspended Animation
It is as if we are in a state of suspended animation. President Biden the lamest of ducks. The other shoe and the sword of Damocles hovering above us while the orange man pontificates.
After almost derailing the funding of the government from the 18th green, he has now directed the Supreme Court to await his instructions before ruling on the Tik-Tok case. Or more precisely, letting the tick tock until he can take over the judicial branch as well as the legislative body.
The separation of powers less than a month from becoming a footnote in the history books when Mr. Trump rules supreme over the Supremes and turns the House into his house.
But for now this is mere hypothesis as the government did not shut down despite Mr. Trump's worst intentions and the Supreme Court has not officially stepped aside to allow the "only I can fix it" man to put the fix in.
His choices to administer insult and injury still in an embryonic state as they await official thumbs up. Only then will they be in position to make us wonder if the correct term to utilize is implosion or explosion.
His threatened tariffs not yet creating economic havoc for the very people who cast their praises and ballots in his direction.
His enemies list still one man's recurring dream before becoming our collective nightmare.
His deportation camps and big beautiful walls hovering in the planning stages of the empty spaces reserved for his brain.
The end of the Russia-Ukraine conflict, the Syrian revolution, the mid-East morass but a single day away from resolution, or more accurately, unimpeded continuation.
Elon Musk's Oval Office construction incomplete.
And the latest and greatest Trump product on the market for the price of your mind and your soul not yet reaching the shelf.
We sleep fitfully in contemplation of tomorrow. The mouth that roared but an "I do" away.