Without naming it, Republican presidential candidate Donald Trump has correctly diagnosed America’s affliction (really just another projection of his own): Opticalrectumis — a shitty outlook on life.
With insulting racist, misogynist bedside manners laced with self-congratulatory hyperbole, Trump declares that he can cure American society of this affliction: we just need to wipe America’s butt clean of a smelly past, put on a new diaper, and call it good to go. That is how Donald Trumps wants to Make America Great Again.
So, how do you know if YOU have this dreaded disease?
The Fingers of Entitlement and Scorn
Let’s look at two symptoms, entitlement and scorn, that perhaps best characterize Trump’s worldview sermons and this American affliction.
Trump points the anal-fixated finger of entitlement, from his haughty pulpit of wealth and entitlement, toward we peons down here in the trenches. By his example (oh, god!), he asks each of us to be enraged: Where is my personal entitlement, the one I believe society has failed to entitle me with (like it did with The Donald), whatever that was supposed to be? That’s shitty, life sucks, quacko Dr. Trump tells me. What happened to the American Dream, where’s my million bucks? Trump knows.
Adding a finger of scorn, Trump now gives us permission to point our own finger of discontent over our failed individuated entitlement — blaming flat-chested ugly women, the disabled, Mexicans, Muslims, judges, journalists, the media; our bosses, bankers, corporations, government, politicians and government officials; hell, even our neighbors who Trump advises we are obligated to suspect for terrorist activities lest we go to prison ourselves.
As a nation, on election day and everyday beyond that, we need to collectively rear up and have an “enema of conscience” that extracts all the shit that Poophead Donald Trump has fed us.
Donald Trump has given all of us a negative outlook on life based upon fear. In less than a year, he has hard-wired our optical nerves — everything we perceive about race, religion, respect, rule of law, dignity for life, earning a living — and crossed them with our innate gut instincts and rectal tendencies. He’s inspired both fear and loathing, and given us mental constipation with his endless, vacuous assaults, judgments, conspiracies, denials, lies and promises.
Sure, we can get a handle on this cultural affliction that is sweeping across America. Even Trump’s campaign slogan, Make America Great Again, permits us to revisit some idyllic moment in the past when life wasn’t so shitty — kind of like replacing a crappy diaper with a clean one.
This is still Opticalrectumitis. The reason is because another aspect of this disease is the existential dilemma of Hindsight. Meaning, if we could retrospectively look behind us (to imagine doing this physically is curiously interesting, too) — into the past at a time when life and things were cool — then we might better understand why the poophole of our life today get’s no respect. We’re simply losers, nobodies, wannabe’s trying to be somebody in today’s not yesterday’s world!
Opticalrectumitis also suggests why we suffer from the Runs of Life: going from one shitty moment to the next, one shitty job to the next, one shitty relationship to the next, one shitty war to the next, one shitty dump to the next.
A Shitty Reality — What to Do About It
We all know Donald Trump has a bad case of oral diarrhea. However, it pales to the crappy diseased reality he projects, especially using races, religions, gender, abilities and deception as the objects of our fear that we are supposed to suffer from.
If you suspect you might suffer from Opticalrectumitis, you may feel stuffed full of negativity and fear — think of it as mental constipation. The information the media has fed you is highly processed and toxic mindfood. When consumed, the toxic shit extrudes as anger, false judgment, failed dreams and a whole bunch more crap. But we can do better than the snake oil hype Dr. Trump has to offer as a cure.
What’s the simple medical cure for bowel obstruction? An enema to exorcize the accumulated shit in your body. I might suggest the same simple cure for a Donald Trump in this country.
As a nation, on election day and everyday beyond that, we need to collectively rear up and have an “enema of conscience” that extracts all the shit that Poophead Donald Trump has fed us. After all, Trump’s crappy message is simply from previous historical demagogues and lunatics whose books sit on his bed stand. We have to do better than history.
We need to eliminate Donald Trump’s shitty outlook right out of our lives. Ban and erase interviews, sound bites, videos, you name it about the bugger. Totally ignore him, TOTALLY, I said. Flush that asshole (even his own smelly diaper) and his irreverent worldview right down the civil drain into the septic tank where other demagogues have been laid to rest in history.
That’s the simple cure for Optimalrectumitis this election season. After losing the “mental weight”, I think you’re going to have a healthier outlook on life as a result.
Otherwise, you can follow Trump’s lead — proposing to put a clean diaper over a smelly one that only disguises the disgust, not the shitty smell of Optimalrectumitis.