There comes a time…

There comes a time when we cannot deny that Donald Trump is unfit to serve this country.

He isn’t our crazy Uncle Donnie who the family rolls out at special events. 

The whole family is on alert and, at the first hint of trouble, Uncle Donnie is led away, smiling and waving with his free arm.

Mostly, this Uncle Donnie is harmless, though definitely someone capable of bringing shame at any moment.

But whatever “Uncle Donnie” has done that harms those he theoretically cares about, it doesn’t begin to touch the dangerous, embarrassing, dishonorable, mean-spirited antics of the other Donnie, you know, the one in the White House.

I don’t know if any remnants remain of the USA’s better days as the good guys and gals. But we have prayed that the President’s better angels would lead him to the right things.

Well, I fear the better angels are fighting an uphill battle against greed, wealth, mistreatment of people, illness, and starting a war with provocation or congressional approval.

And now, he apparently thinks he is God. What can we do?

As a private citizen, neither you nor I can launch the two remedies available under the law: The 25th Amendment, and Impeachment.

But we can create a clamor so thunderous it cannot be denied.

If you do not believe how out of touch with reality this Uncle Donnie is, consider the picture he posted and has since taken down: Him as Jesus, or a Jesus wannabe, hovering over a man’s hospital bed.

That is a serious distortion of reality. We all know it. But does he? That is the really worrisome concern.

There comes a time. I think it has arrived.