Word Bombs

George Bellows -  Stag at Sharkey's

My PCP was wrapping up at the end of my Friday’s appointment. After covering the referrals and med renewals, she mentioned being surprised that I'd only dropped a few ‘F bombs.” She was smiling—I don’t think, even for a second, that she was chiding me. More, she finds it funny. After all, I’m an adult, I come off as reasonably intelligent, emotionally stable and I’m not given to pity parties or rage-a-thons (despite my ridiculous health). So, I don’t fit into the usual potty-mouthed-person boxes. I like not fitting into expected boxes.

I like language too (you may have noticed). For me (and a lot of other balanced brains) the real ‘bad’ words are the cruel, reductive, racist, misogynistic slams—the ones so vile that even I only refer to them by their first letter.

Speaking of obscenities, did you know? Trumpian is already in the dictionary

In the early 1990s, Trumpian especially characterized large-scale business failures (“a Trumpian tumble”) or financial woes (“Trumpian debt”), alluding to the real estate mogul’s own difficulties at the time. These early uses figure Trumpian as “excessive” or “ostentatious,” alluding to Donald Trump’s notoriously bombastic personality and aggressive, grandiose approach to doing business.
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observers have taken to describing the broader culture under Trump’s candidacy and presidency as the Trumpian era, which has witnessed a spike in racism, sexism, bullying, and political subjectivity. (AKA the state of being under the political control of another country or state)
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Trumpian is..widely used a pejorative term for people, actions, or philosophies that are felt to evoke Donald Trump’s beliefs, mannerisms or over-the-top demeanor. (source)

I wonder how it feels to see your name, through your own heinous, plunderous and vilely egregious words and deeds, become synonymous with all the worst and most oily sins of humanity.

Then there’s the new speaker/pastor of the house, Mike Johnson:

Sen. Mitt Romney, R-Utah, said that he knew “very little about him” but that it would “be interesting to see how the House runs if they choose a speaker that has no experience in leadership or as a committee chair. ... Inexperience seems to be a qualification.” (source)

And Johnson’s never actually adopted black son isn't even seen in family photographs. Does it make me a bad person that every time I read statements from this We-must-return-to-“18th-century values” ChristoFascist, I think of Urban Dictionary’s definition of his last name?

Men never do evil so completely and cheerfully as when they do it from religious conviction.
~ Blaise Pascal

Meanwhile, back at the doc appointment, I got a pneumonia vaccine. Babies, lemme just tell you, it’s knocked me out for the count. I spent most of Saturday in bed, popping Tylenol and Ibuprofen and napping. This morning my arm still hurts but I’ve managed to get dressed and walk down to the seawall and back—that’s 225 entire meters for anyone keeping track.

My PCP also strongly recommended that I get two other vaccines—shingles and some other shit. Lovely. I AM the Vaccine Queen! It’s a damn good thing I don’t have an aversion to needles. Hopefully all these damn shots will keep me outta the hospital this winter.

And speaking of hospitals, I have my MRIs this week. Monday is brain day and Wednesday is the spine marathon. Three total hours in the tube. Whoopie! I’m not expecting bad news but neither will I be surprised if I come out with fresh OR dates. I’d be more agitated and worried if I wasn’t on keep-the-old-broad-calm meds.