Public hearings  in the U. S. House of Representatives impeachment inquiry of President Donald Trump will begin next week. But I won’t  be tuning in.  I know it’s going to be upsetting and revealing and all that awful stuff, and I’m just not up for it.  We’re the greatest country in the world, and we should be proud of our politicians.  Instead, we’ve been subjected to three years of nasty, vicious politics and infighting.  I’m glad it’s finally coming to a head, but I don’t want to see or hear the gory details.  Wake me when it’s over, please.

Maybe the British have it right, after all.  I’ve always wondered why they support the monarchy, but I’m beginning to understand.  The monarchy doesn’t change.  The royals  represent everything that’s good about England:  Dignity, Class, Courage, and Grace under Pressure.  They may have a Donald Trump clone for a prime minister, but it doesn’t matter.  No one outside England pays him much attention.

When we think of England, we visualize the magnificent Queen Elizabeth.  She’s always the same.  Regal, restrained, and strong.  Charles blew it with Diana, but the queen got everything back in control.  And now we have the future king and queen,  Kate & Will,  who  always do their duty and look glamorous while they’re  at it.  Poor Meghan  doesn’t understand the importance of a stiff upper lip, but perhaps she’ll come around.

Once upon a time, people felt passionate about the candidates they voted for.  Presidents like Ronald Reagan and Barack Obama, stirred our souls and warmed our hearts.  But now, most of us vote for the candidate whom we dislike the least.

Whatever happens, Congress needs to act swiftly. As a nation, we’re anxious, depressed and tired of it all.  Worse yet, we’re ashamed of our country.

Wake me up when the national nightmare is over.