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The Root of All Our Problems

Every day we’re all asking the same questions about the future. Amid rampant pessimism, what is the root of all our problems, and what happens next?

Will AI empty our bank accounts and spell our doom in its own impenetrable code? What madness is this? Are we spiraling ever further down a misinformation maelstrom that denies science, lies about reality, and defies logic? When is a war not a war? If humans are basically good, how is it that so many believe that might makes right? If the pendulum of politics swings back and forth, when’s the revolution, and what will our daily lives look like when the smoke clears? Are there better days ahead? Is that even possible now?

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I’ve been reading a lot of shorter fiction lately. Better Days Ahead is a short story I had on the back burner. I recently revisited it, made some additions, tweaks, and edits and decided to publish it on Amazon. As I write this, it sits at #44 on the 30-minute Science Fiction & Fantasy Short Reads list. (At 99 cents, it would be cheap entertainment at twice the price, so enjoy!)

And now, back to the news/circus

In high school, my social studies teacher thought my worldview was too grim. When I pointed out my reasons, she said, “You have to have faith!” To which I replied, “Why?”

I’m still asking why. True, the privileged enjoy wonders once only dreamed of in science fiction. The cell phone in your hand is a miracle packed full of the world’s knowledge. Unfortunately, that same technology arrives with a dull thud in the thick skulls of hostile apes. Steven Pinker and Bill Maher can assert all they want that there is no better time to live than now. Sure, if you aren’t in Gaza. I’m not in love with how good we have it. My focus is on how much better we could be.

One of my favorite bits from This Plague of Days is, “You’re still fighting the wrong war.” Currently, the United States is waging three wars (four, if you count the economic war on Canada; more if you take into account piracy and other incursions.) But, you see, it’s incredibly expensive to stop Iran from having the nuclear program it didn’t have that Trump repeatedly asserts he’s already destroyed.

The president says the country is rich, rich, rich! But somehow, the US is the only industrialized nation that cannot guarantee healthcare for its citizens. Cancer and heart disease are Americans’ highest threats, but the budget is for bombs.

“But socialism and communism!” If those words make you think of totalitarianism and long bread lines instead of, say, Nordic countries with peaceful mixed economies where tax dollars are used to care for citizens, let’s save some time. Shut the fuck up.

How will it all end?

In 2018, I published a collection of short stories about several ways the world might go poof. Killer meteors, nukes, and pandemics, oh my! In those stories, I did not depict scenarios where big problems get solved. Instead, I focused on individuals facing the end. When you’re in a military bunker in Colorado and the pressure wave from a big meteor strike is rushing your way, how do you react? Or suppose the end of the world is lasting longer than that. How do you get along with your fellow would-be survivors in tight spaces underground? When do the murders begin?

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Our three futures

Imagining the future in the abstract is interesting and fun. The timeline could have many branches, but let’s break it down to three basics:

1. Dystopian AKA The Star Wars Future. You can tell because many of the spaceships aren’t in great condition. Having Wars in the title is another hint.
2. Utopian AKA The Star Trek Future. There are still wars, but the main mission is exploration and expanding knowledge. Also note that the spaceships are super spiffy!
3. Apocalyptic. We follow the path that has been trod before: Extinction.

But how do we get to better days ahead?

We address the root of all our problems. What’s that? Our addiction to the circus. It’s not looking great on several fronts at the moment, but politics could be how problems get solved. Comedian Jimmy Carr once said that debate solves nothing. His answer is not debate, but deliberation.

That shift from Me to We flips the spirit of the work entirely. Actual good work might get accomplished if we don’t go at it as if we’re stepping into the ring. Of course, that’s not the current zeitgeist at all.

We suffer an infection of contrarians and sophists.

Sometimes I wonder if there is anything some people won’t say. RFK Jr. is still spouting conspiracy theories about chemtrails.

JD Vance muses about UAPs being demons, and paraphrasing, “I try to do God’s work, but if it leads to the End of Days, well, okay.”

Donald Trump insists prices are coming down, the war is won (more than 100 times), and everybody loves him, and everybody knows it. Ignore the polls, your lying eyeds, and anyone who criticizes him is a threat to national security and his massive insecurity.

Don’tcha miss when politics was boring? Instead, people who care less about other people treat politics, not as a way out, but as bloodsport. People who think they’re good and righteous practice casual cruelty and blatant racism. Children are suffering, but “well, okay.”

The root of all our problems is found in a Peanuts cartoon.

Lucy’s doing her underpaid and unlicensed psychologist bit on Charlie Brown.

“Do you know what your problem is?” she shouts.

“Your problem is you don’t want to hear what your problem is!”

And there it is: The first step out of addiction is admitting we have a problem.

We can’t begin to solve any problems if we can’t even agree on what the problems are. To veer away from disaster, we must acknowledge our addiction to the circus. Aggression gets clicks. Name-calling has replaced elucidation, deliberation, and problem-solving. To combat decay, regression, and extinction, we need sober and boring.

Or we could listen to the Ringmaster shrieking, “Eyes on the center ring! The world’s circus features monkeys with machine guns!”

Sure, there are great people pursuing solutions and working on the cure for terrible diseases. I just wish they weren’t so outnumbered. This is why I still don’t have faith. Reality as it now stands sucks, but at least there’s still fiction that knows it’s fiction.

Speaking of which:

I just released two new psychological thrillers. Where the Night Takes Us and When the Night Finds Us.

Get them both now. Makes a great gift. Buy in bulk! 🙂

5 out of 5 stars

An excellent serial killer/psychological thriller

Reviewed in the United States on September 19, 2026

(reviewed on Amazon by Teresa Collins)

Where the Night Takes Us is an excellent serial killer/psychological thriller that lingers for days after you turn the last page. It will take up bandwidth in your brain and just make itself at home. The characters are so intriguing and realistic that they feel like real people. The story is engrossing, and I found myself reading much longer than I should have, but I couldn’t put it down.

Mr. Chute’s writing flows so smoothly and is so easy to read that I got completely lost in the story. I also found myself wiping away tears and, then, a few pages later, laughing out loud at Simon’s dry, sarcastic humor. This is the first of Mr. Chute’s work that I have read, but it won’t be the last. I can’t wait to read the next in this series. I highly recommend it to fans of serial killers and psychological thrillers. I received a review copy from the author via BookSirens, and this review reflects my honest and voluntary opinion.

~ I’m Robert Chazz Chute, the suspense novelist who writes apocalyptic epics with heart and crime thrillers with muscle. Please allow me to put visions in your brain box.

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Fight for Books and Revive Reading Culture

I’m worried about literacy. We don’t have enough of it. Too many people either don’t read, obsess over social media, or scan summaries instead of experiencing the immersion of pulling a book and getting movies in their minds. Fewer people make the time or have the patience to enjoy a book, and that’s bad for our brains. It’s bad for all of us.

I’m going to recommend three books. (I wrote two of them.)

One of books I’m enjoying recently is Anthony Hopkins ‘ autobiography, We Did OK, Kid. (If you listen to the audiobook, Kenneth Brannaugh narrates, and his voice work is, as you’d expect, excellent.) Hopkins reminded me of his role in 84 Charing Cross Road. Last night, I ran across the book and I bought it immediately.

This slim volume is an ode to a bygone time when books were valued so much more by many more people. It’s an epistolary story wherein a very literate and funny woman in New York has a back-and-forth with a bookseller in London, England. Beginning in 1949, she requests used books only they can procure to her satisfaction. If you love books, you’ll love the movie and the book.

As soon as I found it at the bookstore, I had to buy a latte and dig in immediately. It’s a funny, plotless book with an unambitious premise. It’s not about dark forces taking over the galaxy. It’s just letters back and forth by bibliophiles who, incidentally, will never meet in person.

And to be honest, I choked up a little. 84 Charing Cross Road takes place in hard times. It’s a time I never lived in, yet I’m nostalgic for: A time when more people loved books, discussed books, and fiction and non-fiction were more centered in the culture. Your phone is full of vitriol. Push back on the brain rot. Reject rage bait that seeks to anger you for clicks. Choose media that informs, entertains, and enriches.

How do we fight forces pushing literacy down? Read books. Make it normal to discuss books. Review books. Support authors. Join a book club. Don’t fall for censorship. Read banned books. Frequent your local library and little libraries. Read to your kids. Put down the phone more and pick up books instead. Make reading ubiquitous again. I don’t know how much we’ll improve literacy, but at least we can try to hold the line and not let reading fall by the wayside completely.

The next book I recommend is mine, and it’s on sale now.

It’s release week for my new psychological thriller, Where the Night Takes Us.

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Another recommendation:

I have entered Endemic for the Booklife Prize. Endemic won the North Street Book Prize in 2022, so I’m hopeful. Part of the deal is that I received a review from a Booklife critic. Here’s what they had to say:

Title: Endemic
Author: Robert Chazz Chute
Genre: Fiction/Sci-Fi/Fantasy/Horror
Audience: Adult
Word Count: 99876

Assessment:

Plot: Set in a post-apocalyptic world, Robert Chazz Chute’s science fiction follows Ovid as she navigates a transformed society and searches for her place within it. Chute creates a believable setting that gives the story a strong sense of possibility and danger. Fans of apocalyptic fiction and detailed world-building will find much to enjoy.

Prose: Robert Chazz Chute opens in medias res, with Ovid on the streets of New York after a virus has ravaged the city and much of the world. For anyone who lived through COVID-19, the premise carries an unsettling echo of reality: a city under lockdown that emerges permanently changed. Chute’s vivid descriptions give this altered world a strong sense of place, while its specialized jargon reflects the communities that have formed without leaving readers struggling to understand them.

Originality: Chute gives the story its own identity through its attention to group dynamics and the communities that emerge after disaster. Its vision of a world that remains recognizable yet has been permanently altered makes Endemic a strong addition to post-apocalyptic science fiction.

Character Execution: For fans of science fiction and end-of-the-world stories, much of the appeal lies in seeing how people adapt when the rules of ordinary life disappear. Chute portrays the community Ovid must navigate with impressive detail, while making her survival something readers will genuinely root for. Her encounters and conflicts with the people around her reveal how this new world is changing her, making Ovid a memorable protagonist.

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~ Thanks for being a reader! I’m Robert Chazz Chute, the suspense writer who works from a blanket fort in Other London. It would help me immensely if you let me entertain you. Enjoy my books for hours of twisty fun. Books make great gifts, so buy in bulk. 😉

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Iran, US and Canadian News, The Writing Life, and Queer Eye

What a great day!

Okay, that was overcompensating. It’s not all that cheery, what with the Doomsday Clock moving forward to just 85 seconds to midnight. Then there are the protests where people are getting killed. You’re thinking Minnesota, but the terrors are visiting Iran, too.

In an excellent podcast interview everyone should hear, a friend of mine talks about what’s going on in Iran. You need to hear this. Find Sher Kruse, author of Stoic Empathy, on the Chicago Unscripted Podcast wherever you listen to podcasts. It’s the January 28th episode: “Revolution and Death on the Streets of Iran.”

Sher believes a war with Iran is inevitable, but it’s not all doom and gloom. I especially liked her bus analogy. The bus won’t necessarily take you all the way to a solution, but it will bring you closer to better days. Too often, people say, “If we can’t fix everything immediately, we may as well not try to do anything at all.”

Striving for progress, not perfection, is how change happens.

In this morning’s episode of The Writing Life (and other things):

1. Don Lemon arrested.
2. A spam folder come-on. My work is headed for Hollywood! (Really? No.)
3. The final season of Queer Eye is done. The show’s uplifting message was somewhat undermined by friction within the cast. Karamo says he was bullied. If Antoni was in on that, I really don’t want to know and I’m not looking it up. He seems such a nice young man from Canada. It’s unthinkable. But Tan? Yeah, I can see that. And Jonathan must be exhausting. I always liked Bobby and Jeremiah.

The home reno was always the real workhorse of the show. For instance:

Tan: Let me show you the French tuck again to hide the belly.
Antoni: Sweet guy, heart on his sleeve. “Here’s how to cook with your family and elevate a burger.”
Jonathan: Says honey a lot. Dances. Clown manqué. Good at coloring hair, doesn’t do fades, needs to get more aggressive about trimming beards tighter.
Karamo: Asks the heroes good, thought-provoking questions. “Let’s go make you some business cards.”
Bobby and Jeremiah: “Let’s do the impossible in a week and transform your messy hovel into a lovely home.”

US News:

The Feds arrested Don Lemon for being a journalist!

The First Amendment (and Second, and Fourth) are just so old hat, I guess. Don Lemon spent a night in jail, but this prosecution/persecution is going nowhere (99.1% sure, anyway).

Maybe the Feds are using the Don Lemon arrest to distract from taking the ballots in Georgia. That will drum up a lot of propaganda about an election that has already been litigated and re-litigated. Trump has even accused Obama of election conspiracies when Obama was out of power. The poorest little billionaire whines that an election that he won was fixed. What?

Also, Pam Bondi? Speaking of distractions, any ETA on those Epstein files, or is the erasing of Trump’s presence there still not done? And by “presence,” I mean damning evidence.

Meanwhile, in Canada

Treasonous Albertans are trying to secede. I lived in Alberta for four years. Nice folks, generally. The few who fantasize about leaving Canada underestimate the cost to themselves of untangling from one of the greatest countries in the world. Going to US administration officials for big cash to facilitate this nonsense is treason, by the way. But bang on, ya knobs! Every insult is fuel for the wider, unapologetic patriotism among Canucks.

We didn’t always have a 24-hour news cycle.

Remember that? And yet, we can’t seem to squeeze it all in. So much news comes so fast, we’ve forgotten that policy-based politics is supposed to be boring. Distractions abound. Our attention is fragmented, and our bandwidth is too narrow. Some block out all the noise so they get no signal. Others are just busy trying to get through the day and make it pay. I can’t blame them, but those who can do something to save the future must do so.

This morning’s spam folder had this silly anonymous offer:

Hello,
I specialize in promoting high-quality book stories to film producers who routinely review written material for potential adaptation. When a producer shows interest in a story, authors are typically compensated in the range of $2,000–$3,000, depending on the strength and market appeal of the work.
Your book aligns with the type of material currently being reviewed. Would you like a brief overview of how the promotion process works? 

They could have at least gone to the trouble of signing it, making up a company, and telling me which of my books will soon go to the silver screen and win an Oscar. Bleh! Stop it!

FINAL THOUGHTS ON QUEER EYE AND MONEY

On the final episode of Queer Eye, the hero was a handsome, funny, and charming tour guide in Washington supporting a wife and five kids. Self-care is good, but watching this guy get told to be more present and take time for himself, all I could think was, “IN THIS ECONOMY?!”

NOTE: My wife worked as a tour guide and bus driver in Toronto, Quebec, and Niagara Falls for a few summers. It’s not a high-paying job. Tip: Next time you’re on a tour, tip generously if you can.

Anyway, the tour guide is dancing as fast as he can, and the Fab Five are telling him to somehow carve more time out of the clock and still make enough money to eat? His first kid was going off to college. I hope it was a great scholarship. The house renovation was nice. It was all nice. I enjoyed most of the entire run of QE. But that tour guide didn’t need a lecture on motivation and time management. He needs money.

The first episode of this final season was the best. Expect a few laughs and a lot of ugly crying. Expect to see Antoni Porowski as a judge on cooking shows from now until the end of civilization. Hopefully, that’s gives us all a lot of time.

That’s the wrap-up for Friday, January 8.

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Stay Safe. We’ll Wait.

I’m a novelist who writes dystopian, apocalyptic, and crime fiction. My current income from over 40 books is far less than I made from far fewer books in 2011. I have to be honest, though. I can’t be mad about it.

Most of my readers are from the United States, where health insurance premiums are shooting up. Disposable income is down. It’s spiraled into a dystopian nightmare where Nazis write their own warrants to bust into homes. Children are getting kidnapped by government agents. Innocent people are assaulted and incarcerated without due process.

You’ve seen the video of a gaggle of ICE agents murdering people in Minnesota while gaslighters from the federal government libel the victims and tell you not to trust your lying eyes.

Reading novels isn’t the priority right now. Protesting, justice, and a general strike are top of mind. This is not to devalue art. It’s a sad acknowledgment of what is. I see you. I care. Yes, fiction can act as a wonderful distraction from ugly reality. Novels transport us. I love putting movies in your heads. That’s not the mood many are in right now. I get that, and I am sincerely sorry for all you’re going through.

My hope is that sanity will return. My wish is that all of you will be safe. My worry is that, though the chaos is concentrated in Minnesota at the moment, you are all in danger. One day, this will all be over. As the famous book title goes, one day everyone will always have been against this.

In the meantime, please stay as safe as you can.

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No apologies

Citizen Second Class

America has fallen.

The rich have retreated behind the walls of the fortress they call New Atlanta. They won’t give up their power easily. Oppression and starvation gave birth to the Resistance, but every rebellion needs a champion.

Desperate to save her grandmother, Kismet Beatriz must make the journey to infiltrate the stronghold of the Select Few.

From the author of This Plague of Days comes a near-future thriller built for fans of Nineteen Eighty-four and The Handmaid’s Tale.

Endemic

Endemic won the prestigious North Street Book Prize in genre fiction, the Literary Titan Award, and first place in science fiction at both the New York Book Festival and the Hollywood Book Festival.

Ovid Fairweather is a neurodivergent book editor in New York when a deadly plague sweeps the United States. Bullied by her father, haunted by her dead therapist, and hunted by marauders, Ovid must find courage amid the chaos to become the person she was always meant to be.

She was a nail. She will become a hammer.

I am Robert Chazz Chute, and I hate police states.

Being against fascism shouldn’t be a controversial choice, but our world has changed. If you’re looking for anti-fascist news, check out #worldtok on TikTok or read HuffPost.

If you’re looking for inspiration, read Citizen Second Class and Endemic.

Whether you defy, flee, or resist, I’m on your side.

Never 51. Elbows up. Hands off.

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You Are In Danger

We love Americans, but we’re fed up with His Golden Weakness. We are angry with the new administration and Trump’s wild lies. He has declared a trade war on us and other allies. He deals in threats, but we’re all going to hurt financially. This isn’t just about money, either. There will be mortal wounds, too.

Families will be broken up and displaced as xenophobia continues to rise. Women and minorities will continue to be disenfranchised. Millions will be denied health care and impoverished as a handful of billionaires laugh and hoard their money. Human rights will be denied. There is no long-term strategic thinking here. Instead, he lies and blames vulnerable and powerless groups for any and all problems. There is no regard for facts or expertise. Even freedom of speech, long-cherished and lauded by Americans, is off the table with his latest edict to quell protests on campuses. The bullying tactics won’t end there.

“The fundamental weakness of Western civilization is empathy.” ~ Elon Musk

“The fundamental basis of a civilization is empathy and cooperation. Also, fuck off, Phony Stark. You asked for the chance to solve world hunger and decided not to.” ~ Robert Chazz Chute

As the POTUS devalues Canadians, insults us, and demands we bend the knee, his citizens are hostages to his whims. Those who don’t understand that soon will. Canada was the United States’ biggest customer. We’re trying to buy Canadian products and services now. We’re resisting when and where we can. The wait has begun.

How long before his supporters (those who aren’t TFG*) realize he’s hurting them more than helping? Will we have to wait until polio comes raging back? Will it be grocery prices skyrocketing, the inability to buy a car, or another pandemic that finally gives his believers pause? How long before his cult wakes from their sleep to realize that no one is made stronger in isolation?

The bright future we all dream of is struggling for air. He can’t say he’s the leader of the free world anymore. Former American allies are turning away from the madness and chaos. We will still move toward that hoped-for future, but at a slower pace now. Fascism is on the rise, and we are all getting pulled into a war where there is no winner.

I sell most of my novels in the United States, so yes, this post could hurt me financially. Someone is bound to be offended as I call for an end to bullying, fascism, and foolish decisions based on ego. However, fiction is the lie that tells the truth. I always try to tell the truth. The truth is, you, reading this right now, are in danger. We’re all in danger. I just hope the whole mess is not TFG.

*TFG = Too Far Gone

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Do You Hear the People Sing?

Good news isn’t here yet, but it’s coming. Something interesting is happening. A fire has started, and the Resistance is beginning to rise. If you’re on TikTok, you need to check out two things: #worldtok and #bostontok. I found a lot of hope for the future there. Let me explain why, and maybe your mood will improve, too.

#WorldTok

I listen to a lot of American creators. Unsurprisingly, the messages from the Divided States of America are mixed. It’s a culture at war with itself. A creator can make a trenchant argument, but it often falls on deaf ears. It’s not because of shadow banning or malicious reporting of accounts (though that does occur). It’s because the debaters are unwilling to hear solid factual information based on data. They’re not there to engage. They’re there to yell. They aren’t listening, and they have little ability to self-regulate. Guys yelling “Trump!” and pretending that’s the end of the debate have to get muted often.

Please note: There is a vast chasm between an assertion and an argument. To demonstrate, here is an example from a recent TikTok debate:

“He’s the best because I say he’s the best! And I’m an alpha!” (Those are two dubious assertions.)

Reasonable Reply: “Let me tell you about the number of follies, dangers, and pitfalls ahead for this administration. Look at this bill here. For starters, the GOP plan does not include his no tax on tips campaign promise — “

Yelling over the host: “Pussy!” (That’s also an assertion, not an argument.”

Coarse friction is not the way things often go on #worldtok. Watching creators from other countries share their thoughts is actually calming. They discuss moving away from the United States politically and financially. Americans can object to that reality. I understand why they would. However, the POTUS expects friends and allies to grovel at his feet. He pursues isolationist policies. No wonder so many have decided to cut ties with the USA. Your leadership moved away from us first.

Pushing the world toward nuclear proliferation isn’t good. Pushing allies away from trade with the US and toward China isn’t necessarily great. I do like listening to the thoughtful garden party discussions on #worldtok, though. It’s solution-oriented. There’s a lot less yelling and a lot more listening.

Note to Americans: The common message is, “We don’t hate American citizens, but their leader sure is a petulant asshole. We used to see the States as strong. Trump is both silly or dangerous.

#BostonTok

Tom Homan, the head of ICE, warned Bostonians to get out of his way. He made it sound like Boston was about to be under siege by ICE agents. With much contempt, he threatened Boston, adding, “Hell’s coming with me!” (Jesus H. Murphy, this fuckin’ guy! Don’t ruin a great line from the movie Tombstone. Kurt Russell must hate this.)

Besides, “hell,” the way Wyatt Earp meant it, conveys that justice is coming. ICE hunting and detaining the undocumented, the documented, and American citizens with accents has nothing to do with justice. It does sound like hell, though.

The tough-guy posturing backfired in an extremely delightful way. Boston pride is strong, and they don’t like to be pushed around in ICE’s quest to round up immigrants. Boston school boards have already sprung into action to protect children. Bus drivers are under orders to keep the kids on the bus if ICE agents are waiting for them. Bostonians are moved to protect the undocumented and tell ICE officers to piss off. Gotta say, Boston has never been cooler.

A sampling #BostonTok responses from Bostonians:


“We started a revolution here before. Ever heard of the Tea Party? We’ll tip Teslas into the harbor.”

“Hell’s coming with you? Comin’ to Boston, that’s like taking sand to the beach.”

“You don’t understand Boston, or New England.”

“You’re gonna get chased down the street by a leprechaun with a fuckin’ baseball bat!”

“Don’t start a fight with the Irish.”

“You don’t get Boston Strong. Twelve years ago, we shut down the whole city just to get two people! You thnk we’re gonna put up with ya?”

And best of all, my favorite comment comes right out of Spider-Man:

“YOU COME FOR ONE OF US, YOU COME FOR ALL OF US!”

I got teary when I heard that line in the movie. Teared up again hearing it on #bostontok. That is the motto of true defenders. That’s the resistance energy we need.

You know what else is great? These messages are coming from ordinary but passionate and compassionate people. It’s not a bunch of roided-up bravado from a bunch of dude-bros on too many testosterone shots and beer kegs. They don’t sound like Tom Homan, at all. Instead, many of the defenders are women. A bunch are older women, too. They’ll organize. They’ll protest. They’ll find ways to change hearts and minds. They’ll make politicians understand their seats of power are not thrones. The leaders’ job is to serve the American people, not kick all the supports out from the so-called “underclasses.”

I do not hope for violence, of course. That would harm innocent people and could be highly counterproductive. However, I appreciate the shift in energy from helplessness to proud defiance.

The first five weeks of DJT’s reign have been riddled with mistakes and disasters. Damage is done to international relationships that will take generations to repair. The world is changing, and the next four years will be perilous. There is hope, though. People who voted for him are beginning to see how he’ll hurt them.

As the injuries pile up and the regrets deepen, his popularity will plummet. It’s already happening. The negative outcomes will be terrible, but we are beginning to see cracks in his power base. It’s early in his administration, and he’s flailing, lashing out in every direction. His only clear loyalties are to Teflon Muck, Putin, and himself. More of his subjects will remember their nation was forged in defiance of the whims of kings.

The Resistance has begun. It’s a low hum in the background at the moment. Someday, maybe soon, it will finally grow to a roar.