Day 63 of 1456

Day 63 of 1456 in trump's America.

Our President is a Piss Fiend.

I'm drunk right now – and sipping wine, so I assume that will continue – so I wanted to be sure to get that sentence down first.

Right now I feel like we're done with questions. "Where do we go from here?" "What does this mean?" "Do we judge him for his sexual proclivities?" This is beside the deeper point. Think right now on how bad he is at keeping secrets. Or, in fact, if this is a secret he felt like keeping. We're either dealing with an intelligence failure, or an absence of shame. Not that piss play is automatically a sinful activity. But objectively, it's up to the character to decide when to reveal that. Or, they don't give a shit if you blow the lid for them.

Our President is a Piss Fiend.

I've always functioned with the assumption that every human being in power is engaging in excesses – sexual or otherwise – that would be beyond the mere mortal pale of simple novelty and enter into the realm of blistering incestuous degrading insanity. This is just a fact, as far as I'm concerned: Most of them have lived in a world of no stop signs. They go beyond anything that a Regular Human with a Regular Job and Regular Responsibilities could possibly begin to imagine. And to be honest, as long as all players involved were within consensual age and within consensual agreement, there's nothing wrong, a priori, with being a Piss Fiend.

Because our President is a Piss Fiend.

But as long as all characters were engaged and expectant with that – there was no Piss Rape, he typed in a sentence in reference to the President of the United States – then there's really nothing Wrong with the Act in Itself. We're talking about looking at it from the Far View. Either he did a bad job of hiding it, or he doesn't care. He's either stupid or a sociopath. Those are our options today. And those have been our options from the beginning. Either everything's changed or nothing has. There's no way I believe for a second that he and this are the most deviant things becoming of men of power, either in worldwide history or in the American Presidency.

In simpler, stupider times, I used to attend a church camp. While I was being forced to sit through one of my two daily sermons that day, the priest said something that has honestly stuck with me, for several, several years. In all of human history, humans haven't invented any new sins. We might see a change in quantity, but the bares bones are there. And they don't change.

Think. Real hard. Over the centuries. Can you honestly look me in the face which is currently your computer screen and tell me with a straight face that you think donald trump is the first man due for the White House who enjoys piss-play? Or anyone with a sexual deviancy. Take your pick. There's rumors that Abraham Lincoln was gay. I'm making a larger point about restraint, so stay with me.

On a social measurement, people probably felt more uncomfortable about homosexuality in 1865 than we do now in 2017 about piss-play. Now take it one step further with me. Compare how long, how many decades, we're still only suspicious of Lincoln for having non-heteronormative tastes, versus trump with his tastes. We haven't even made it to the inauguration yet. If politics is the art of controlling your environment, we're dealing with someone who will either:

A) Be ram-rod by every head of state every day for the next 4 years, either at home or abroad, into doing whatever they want him to do. He probably couldn't beat Kim Jong-Un at checkers at this point.

OR

B) So unimaginably shameless that nothing, no one, nowhere could stop him. He'd probably try to launch nuclear weapons at protesters if they were blocking his motorcade on its way to the golf course.

Because The President is a Piss Fiend.

This is when science fiction comes in handy.

Yeah, the wine's kicking in.

Human beings being so weird that we've already seen things coming.

What does it mean to be so prepared for the next stage that you've already carved out a place for our species in the coming Strange? There are uncertain proofs that we might be the only life form in reproductive intergalactic population. And some of us have already looked ahead, assuming we're still going to be here when all the smoke clears.

Because sci-fi isn't just Technology Literature. It's a glorious optimism, that no matter how bad it might get, some of us will be around to make sure it Keeps Going Again.

We have things happening that we've never considered as possibilities. But like I said, we have to accept the fact that they have happened, but we've lived through them. It's not THAT they're happening. It's that we KNOW about them better than we ever have. And the species will rise to the challenge. A challenge that we gave ourselves. We put this here. And whether we can solve it isn't the question. It's whether we can survive it.

But with what? With whatever we used to get through everything up to this point. Sheer numbers, insanity, a push towards Again.

Our President is a Piss Fiend. We've dealt with weirder. We've survived stupider. Can we do both at the same time? I'd bet we can.