King of the USA


‘Now that the Supreme Court declared the President immune to criminal prosecution for acts committed while in office; they elevated the person holding the office of the highest civil service in the country to King and above the law,’ Camp said, shaking his head of grey curls in disgust and disappointment.

‘It’s a war,’ Steve Bannon said, before heading off to serve his 3 months jail term. ‘He meant that him, his acolytes and Trump followers, have declared war on the liberal and tolerant people who uphold democratic and moral principles. He and his kind want to nazify the state and re-install their disposed king. They want vengeance and are fueled by hate and rule by fear and punishment. They want to cut all aid to Ukraine instantly, mass deportations on the southern border and a deconstruction of the administrative state. And Bannon thinks that Trump is a kind hearted person.’

‘I guess this would officially spell the end of the Peace, Love and Happiness era, the end of tolerance and inclusiveness, the end of kindness and the end of respect for each other, no matter our personal origins, beliefs and opinions.’

‘It’s either you’re with us or you’re against us. There is no such thing as agreeing to disagree any longer. Bannon says that we’re never going to be reasonable until we get what we want. Might is right and they also claim to have God on their side.’

 ‘I think the meek are weak and turning the other cheek just means getting slapped around til you fall down,’ I said, downing my first pint.

‘We know they fight dirty. We know they lie, cheat and deny any wrong doing and yet many still think they can convince this basket of deplorables with arguments about the truth and facts, with appeals to their common sense, with a childlike belief that we can make them see the error of their ways. It’s long past that and we are truly at war,’ Camp said, ‘not yet with guns and bullets but with poisonous words and deeds.’

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The Kingdom of Redondo


We often can be found liming – that’s lounging in Caribbean speak – at Mama Joy’s beachside restaurant and bar on Paradise beach. Her establishment is a simple, open-air, planked platform with brightly coloured railings, covered by a corrugated tin roof. It features a wooden bar at one end, shuttered for the night, and a simple kitchen off to the side. It seats about 20 people on an odd collection of chairs and tables. The turquoise water laps the white beach just steps away where a couple of brightly coloured local boats are always bobbing on the gentle swell. It’s called Paradise Beach because that is what it is. We meet there to play cards, drink beer or rum punches and just hang out.

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