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.