It takes effort to pull your head out of the gutter and smell the roses. After an hour or so on social media, I feel like I’ve witnessed an especially gory traffic accident. Most of what passes as discourse in media is blame and finger pointing.

Living in such an environment is like growing up in an alcoholic household. You know something is badly wrong, but you don’t know what can be done about it, and more specifically, what you can do about it.In most cases the answer is, “Nothing, but you can take care of yourself. Ask yourself what you want to do with your time on this planet. Then go about doing that.”

I no longer take delight in watching the train wreck of our government, our foreign policy, the lies told by the liars we have empowered to speak and act for us. It’s certainly not morally uplifting. Saying “I told you so,” isn’t much of a payoff. Blaming North Korea or Iran for having nuclear weapons is kind of pointless when we know that Israel has had them since 1960, but refuses to admit the fact.

They are also by far the largest recipient of foreign aid. So I guess we really bought them their nuclear weapons. Laughing at a mob lawyer for taking money to provide access to our President who most closely resembles a mob boss in his manner of governing is only a cruder version of the Clinton Foundation or Clinton Global Initiative.

Why else would Quatar donate millions to an American charity? Yes, Trump is shockingly crude and transparently sneaky. Ever since the Bible story of David and the coat of many colors we’ve known that if you favor one son at the expense of his brothers, they will hate him and eventually do what they can to get even.