Back in ’64, there was a weekly show hosted by David Frost that was pretty cool. It was called “That was the week that was” with a hip girl singer singing the theme song every week at the beginning. It was funny and clever and .. well, needless to say, it didn’t last. The generation wasn’t ready to change yet.

But now I take that phrase and apply it to this week. Why? Monday – Trump meets with the Dems and the Rep boys to .. to what? The Dems wanna say they tried? Trump will goad Schumer into a tantrum, and say, “They wanted talk – they got it. Now they will do what they have to do.” Yes. LIkely.

Also, today Kirsten returns to work at a job she’ll likely despise, but it might help keep things going for a little while anyway. Does it really matter? Probably not. Why do I say that?

Tomorrow the Hegseth/Goering SecWar tells the assembled military leaders that they are now working for Trump, forget the Constitution. That’s so yesterday. And how will they react? Are they prepared for this turn of events? Nope. Some will laugh nervously. Some will sigh, some will nod. But the damage will be done. They’re his now. Dispatched to Oregon to quell those non-existent riots. Well, not non-existent – just old, resurrected by the little guy that puts videos together for Fox news looking for a visual. Oh my…won’t be he proud?

Then Wednesday the government – what’s left of it – shuts down, likely for a very, very long time. Will we get our checks? If not, that cuts our income by 40%. Can we survive? Can those folk that got DOGE’d? And when the rest deemed “non-essential” get fired – what will they do?

It’s time. For what, you ask? To acknowledge that it isn’t gonna get better. We’re not gonna just slide through this term like we did last time. We’re talking plastic deformation here, folks. This won’t end well. Yes it will end, at some point, but there won’t be very much left.

So what should we do to prepare? Stop talking. Start planning. Garden. Barricades. Guns? I’m not there yet, but I’m gettin’ there. Who will save us? Nope. This has been a very long time coming, and it will be oh so painful – likely for the rest of my and maybe your time here on earth. Can we feel better for having anticipated it, called it as we saw it, warned everyone to no avail? Nah. Remember the women in Berlin in June of ’45. Did anybody swoop in to save them? Nope. They learned to cope. So will we.