Those five words were the makeshift sign I put together to display at our local No Kings rally. Ann and I went with two women from our community, one of whom is currently undergoing treatment for cancer. All four of us knew that our individual presence—or absence—meant very little to the broader anti-Trump, anti-fascist movement. But it meant something to us, to be there on the side of the road, feeling like we were at least doing SOMETHING.
The demonstration was one of several in the area, the largest in West Palm Beach where there was a march on the bridge towards Mar-a-Lago, and perhaps ours was the smallest, lining PGA Blvd. in Palm Beach Gardens. Nonetheless I would agree with the local paper that there were perhaps a thousand of us at our location.
Passing cars generally gave us the thumbs up or honked enthusiastically as our numbers grew by the minute. Of course, there were others who ignored us, or who rolled down their windows to give us the finger. A few muscle car drivers made their displeasure known by flooring it, letting their fart-can mufflers drown out everything.
One enterprising MAGA type filmed us, clearly hoping to provoke boos he could use in a social media post. Unfortunately, the crowd obliged. Better to ignore a cipher like that.
But the hot Florida sun takes its toll—especially in a community like ours—and our friend with a compromised immune system was unprepared. Though water was available, she hadn’t been drinking much. Eventually, she began to pass out. She clung to me, and I gently laid her on the ground. A volunteer EMT rushed over, followed by police, and finally an ambulance. She was treated on the spot for dehydration, but went to the hospital for further treatment which thankfully was successful.
All in all, it was peaceful, but the heat forced us to leave and take stock of what, if anything, we had really accomplished. Juxtaposed against our national wave of grassroots demonstrations was the Big Beautiful Parade for our Dear Leader. It was apparently a low-energy affair. Judging by the slouching march of the troops past the reviewing stand—far from the precision spectacle Dear Leader likely fantasized—they seemed to wish they were spending the day with their families instead. It was a pathetic, expensive waste of time and resources.
But make no mistake: he is dangerous—unbound, erratic, governed only by his so-called gut instincts. He has surrounded himself with a cabinet of conspiracists, kleptocrats, and power-worshipers. The Senate’s constitutional role of Advice and Consent is now meaningless, and the justice system has become puppet theater. The country continues to be fiscally irresponsible, and venerable American institutions are being ravaged, threatening our culture and intellectual discourse.
We’ve surrendered our private data to DOGE. Our reputation as a dependable ally and reserve currency is vanishing. We’re tearing apart immigrant families that have been here for generations, all in some deluded effort to resurrect an America that’s long since packed up and left. Globalization isn’t going anywhere. I can’t wait for us to reopen those mythical “widget” factories or fruit-picking fields—this time staffed by all-white nationalist labor. You betcha, they’re just itching for those menial jobs—while their overlords get drunk on crypto fortunes.
All of this in less than half a year.
Just when you think it can’t get worse, along comes the Big Beautiful Bill—a remix of Project 2025 that basically codifies the horror. So I asked AI about this bill. What came back was chilling. This is where AI actually shines: digesting a 1,000+ page bill—rubber-stamped by our somnambulant legislature and distilling it into something clear and actionable.
I’ve written to my Florida representatives. Yes, I know it’s hopeless but for the same reason I held my sign on the side of the road, it makes me feel I am doing SOMETHING!
In summary, AI’s analysis of the BBB is downright apocalyptic. At its heart it is an expansion of executive power, endangering independent institutions, rule of law, separation of powers, a free press, and fair elections.
Perhaps that is one of the reasons Trumpublicans have buried so many issues in one piece of legislation which is being hurried through the legislative process, well before the mid-term elections.