Responding to Frank Bruni’s
The Week When President Trump Resigned
This presidency isn’t just broken. It’s vacant.
Many years ago, I saw my first
Zombie movie
I do not even remember the title. It was a slightly amusing way to pass an hour and a half. I did not quite get the point about movies about the
Undead
Who crawled out of their graves and wanted to eat the living (us).
I was raised in a mostly Christian society (USA) though all my ancestors were Jews from Eastern Europe. When I was 10 years old, bored, nothing to read in the house with the Echo Park, Los Angeles Library closed for a week for remodeling, I read the Bible from start to almost finish, getting stuck on that masterpiece of mental illness,
Revelation
I became an atheist. If you are not an atheist, in my rude opinion, you are mentally ill, though all humans are mentally ill, but religious believers occupy a higher (or lower) plane of the crazy.
Because from an early age we know we will die.
Go ask your dog or your cat if they know they will die. They are animals, and very practical. Die alone in your house, when your pet gets hungry enough, it will eat you. Probably the cat first. Neither animal is very sentimental once you no longer can feed them and care for them, but cats less than dogs.
We Homo sapiens are animals, the only ones that know we will die. As animals, products of evolution, we have two priorities:
Survive and pass on genes.
We are very complicated animals. When we are young, we concentrate on basics: eat, pee, shit, scream. We are very social animals, so (most of us) wither without contact with other humans. We learn skills to survive. For most of us this includes education (which has changed over the ages) and labor (which has changed over the ages).
I am 73 and have had many jobs, but more in education than anything else. I am retired now.When I need something, a product/and/or/a service, I pay a person and expect them to be competent. I expect my doctor to have gone to medical school and know the basics of medicine. I expect my accountant to know how to do my taxes so I won’t get in trouble with the USA government. When I ride on an airplane, I expect the pilot to know how to take off, navigate and land me without crashing into the ground .
In many ways, the job of President of the USA is the most difficult job in the world. If I woke in some strange twist of the space-time continuum and found myself in the White House with everyone addressing me as
Mr. President
I would steal a billion dollars from the USA Treasury (unlike Trump, I don’t have much money), would figure out how to pardon myself in advance, get plastic surgery in a hurry to make myself unrecognizable, use some of the money I had just stolen to suborn some of the Secret Service and flee somewhere without an extradition treaty with the United States of America.
In other words, most sensible people do not take on a job they are not qualified for. If someone becomes President and finds themselves not qualified for the job or having fucked up royally, an intelligent and reasonably ethical person resigns.
Richard Nixon comes to mind.
Now just for the sake of stupid argument and vapid entertainment, suppose the Presidency of the United States is taken over by zombies, an army of the undead.

Yum! Yum!
And because I can, having hijacked your mind, please support my meme for 24 hours of International Homo sapiens silence on December 31, 2018. Start with one second of silence on January 1, 2018 and two friends and build from there. You can do it.
