Liar-in-Chief Trump Lies About Defending OBAMACARE, *From Democrats*
Donald Trump is a lying sack of garbage. We can accept this fact and still find ourselves stunned by his mendacity. During his fifty or so minutes of hate in Missouri last night, Trump warned of what might happen if Democrats gain power today. It's basically a disaster of Biblical proportions, real "wrath of God type of stuff," not just "fire and brimstone" but higher taxes on your boiling seas and rivers.
"One of [the Democrats'] very first projects will be a socialist takeover of American health care. You know what's happening: Your taxes are gonna triple, maybe quadruple. You're not gonna be happy. I know you well."
This is all a very ambitious agenda for a Democratic Party whose Senate minority leader, Chuck Schumer, can't even negotiate bathroom breaks for his caucus. Poor Heidi Heitkamp has been hopping on one leg for weeks now. Still, it's fairly standard Republican fear-mongering. From the bouquet, I would place this as a 1994 Gingrich with an unpleasant Limbaugh finish. But then Trump started offering tasting samples from his home distillery.
The Democrat plan would obliterate Obamacare.
What? Passing the Affordable Care Act cost Democrats the House in 2010. Yet Trump claims Democrats would eliminate it once Nancy Pelosi is reunited with her Speaker gavel like Thor and Mjolnir? Hillary said some of his supporters were "deplorables" not "gullibles." If they're both simultaneously, we're gonna need a bigger basket.
Candidate Trump called "Obamacare" a "catastrophe." As president, he and Ayn Rand footstool Paul Ryan spent months working to repeal the ACA and free Americans from the tyranny of not dying from treatable ailments. Sure, the first attempt flopped but they kept trying. Like Zach Snyder's DC superhero films, this was a deliberate attack on us all.
The only reason you're not all dead right now is because Senators John McCain, Lisa Murkowski, and the rape apologist from Maine voted with Democrats to stomp on Mitch McConnell's "skinny repeal" bill. This resulted in McConnell almost breaking down in tears on the Senate floor, which is its own form of health care. As Steve King might say, "Mein Fuhrer, I can walk!"
Trump was so annoyed that the ACA repeal failed that he frequently attacked McCain at campaign rallies. It's possible Trump just gets his jollies mocking people who are dying from brain cancer: Everyone needs a hobby and Trump isn't a big reader. But it seemed clear that Trump's cruelty was rooted in McCain thwarting his one big goal -- to pave over Barack Obama's signature health care law and put up a parking lot with millions of unnecessary graves.
Maybe Trump has started to warm to the ACA because he knows what it feels like to get hit with a constant barrage of lawsuits. He also loves a winner and the health care law has survived a Supreme Court challenge. Trump might hope its legal success in the high court could rub off on him.
Unfortunately for Republicans, it turns out that the American voter is not big on their politicians trying to murder them. They've tried instead to distract voters with the message that illegal immigrants and brown people regardless of legal status are trying to murder them, but it's not gained enough traction to -- perhaps -- prevent an epic shellacking at the polls today. So, Trump is doing what he does best -- just ask all three of his wives -- and telling sick lies about how the GOP actually cares if you get sick.
Don't fall for it. Vote them all out. Today. Right now.
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Stephen Robinson is a writer and social kibbitzer based in Portland, Oregon. He's on the board of the Portland Playhouse theater and writes for the immersive theater Cafe Nordo in Seattle. Tickets are on sale now for his latest Nordo collaboration, "Curiouser and Curiouser," an adaptation of "Alice's Adventures in Wonderland" and "Through the Looking Glass." It promises to feel like an actual evening with SER (for good or for ill).