This is my response to our national shame: the election of (s)trump(et). Why a shame? If you have to ask that then you probably don’t want to read, and will likely not understand, this blog. Go forth and do good things then. The rest of you read on…
In a missive sent for US service members of Italian descent, prior to the Invasion of Sicily in WWII, GEN Patton wrote: “There are thousands of Soldiers of Italian descent, who will be storming ashore with Seventh Army. However, bear in mind that the real courageous Italians, who lived liberty and who had the true pioneering spirit, left Italy to come to the country of freedom, where they had become good citizens. Those, who were left behind, were the cowards or weaklings, who allowed Benito Mussolini to come to power. Against them I know you as an American Soldier will not fail in your duty.”
It fell upon these men and women to fight their own country men, to fight against brother, to fight against the beliefs of those not only physically, but ideological separated. That Great Generation heeded the call and put morality and justice ahead of familial ties.
So, are you ready?
I can’t really say Happy Independence Day because it is just a day a bunch of rich guys decided to publish a document declaring independence from another group of rich white people. Also, slaves weren’t freed on this day, so it means little for them or their descendants. Furthermore, women didn’t get the right to vote till much later. Lastly, the original document didn’t have many of the follow-on amendments that offered protections against other potential issues. So, for me, today is just a day in which we lie about our free (considered liberal back in the day) nation. We live now in a country that is worse off than it was in 1776 or really 1783 (when the war ended). Why worse? Because we should Know better, but we still have racism, bigotry, rule by the rich, diminishing freedoms, and are looked down upon as an experiment in the throes of failure.
So, drink your beer, set off your fireworks, and lie to yourselves.
Just remember, tomorrow will be the same as today.
It is really nice to see trump endangering American lives, who work in Qatar at our bases. Amazing. I don’t remember the military distancing itself from previous Presidents. Yup, Presidents is what I said. Not The Bushes, not Clinton, not Obama, not Reagan, not Carter, and not Ford. Way to sell out to greed and russia, traitor.
As the incredibly insensitive pun goes, what do you say to a person with two black eyes: Nothing that hasn’t already been said twice.
Yes, a sterile version, but I think that there lies a more profound intent behind the pun that may now extend to any and all. Our trump-voting and supporting contingent are in the throes of Stockholm Syndrome in the utmost, and our world has seen this all before. Oh, Nietzsche, you should feel righteous indignation toward this iteration in the eternal recurrence.
With the nearly daily barrage of betrayal and corruption coming out of the White House at nearly fire hydrant volumes and force, I am saddened to see that only a few repugs are publicly voicing concern. However, as was written, they are reluctant to toss this creature aside until they have achieved their purgative goals. Sad, isn’t it, that the best for the nation and the world is second to prayer in school and the destruction of Obama’s legacy?
What is worse is that we all know that had President Obama or HRC done even 1 % of 1% of what our cheeto-faced troglodyte is accused (and documented) of doing, there would have been utter pandemonium on the Right. They would have been leading marches to lynch BHO and HRC. Yes, I do know that I used “lynch” and I did mean to given the types of creatures that inhabit the repug party.
I am not stating anything revelatory, but merely posting exposition. Whatever the outcome, we as a country need to take a hard look at ourselves. While bigotry and misogyny has long been the understood invisible elephant in the room, I don’t think that we can afford to move forward with this same attitude.
I have heard so many apologists for trump supporters FROM OUR SIDE! I am sorry, but I cannot accept any defense for their behavior and they should be held accountable for it. This thing in the WH made clear his disregard for anyone other than nice white voters. Decent people don’t do that. You, oh my brothers, do not go around insulting the disabled, intimate the beating of protestors, and make insinuating remarks about others. We have seen so far the arrest of reporters, the beating of protestors, the gathering of hate groups to protest against decency, the nepotism and despotism worthy of any 3rd World Dictator, the passing of our allies’ intelligence to a hostile foreign power, and the firing of men and women, trying to root out this cancer. This behavior from him and his sycophants is what I expect from IS or AQ or conservative Islamic countries. I expect this of Putin.
Yet, here we are.
Here we are, in the 21st Century, in a country once held in highest regard for its forward and innovative thinking, for its democracy and fairness, that is in free fall in respect, dignity, and regard by other free countries.
Yet, we meekly go back to our jobs, grumbling about how he is ruining us, quietly sit while white supremacists (NOT nationalists!!! Never couch the evil that men do in softer tones) walk brazenly in the open.
As Edmund Burke stated, “he only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing.”
Be better, be loud, don’t let them seize the narrative any longer least we find ourselves huddled in an attic, while a Horst Wessel ode drowns out our suffering and pleas for mercy.
trump, King of the Deplorables. Elevated to the highest office in the US for our collective sins.
When I first heard that term “Deplorables”, I have to admit to it being a cringe-worthy moment. First blush had me thinking that she had misread the public animus at politics as usual. However, a mere six months later, and I feel that she correctly pegged the nom de guerre for these supporters.
Where do we stand now, my brothers (collective term, ladies, you are brothers, too)? A country swallowing the bitterest of pills as men and women, whom we would generally not allow around our children, are dictating policy. The world laughing at us! Oh, Lafayette, if ever we needed a savior at our darkest hour, we need you now. America, our home, the World’s democratic beacon, Her candle, Diogenes’ descendant, is flickering precariously in the hurricane forces of fascism.
This past week has the world bear witness to our most dirtiest laundry: Yates describing the flippancy of a hubristic, political neophyte; the roll-back of a decade’s worth of progress; the firing of the FBI Director (who is almost single-highhandedly responsible for the quasi-election of the feckless fop –ironic isn’t it? No deed goes unpunished to paraphrase) at the recommendation of Sessions, himself a criminal; and what better picture (worth more than 1000s of words) to show the utter contempt for US than that of a smiling, laughing, and self-congratulatory group of white men at the passing of a health careless bill that many on the modern day and American-style NAZI party have admitted to not reading!
This period could be the prequel to any dystopic novel ever written.
How Russia Elected the President of the Unites States or How I Came to Love the One State. This should be the next book to hit the shelves –before reading is banned, of course. Oh, you firemen of 451, I hear you readying your torches now.
World War II was the Greatest Generation’s time. They defeated tyranny and created something that shook the world. After that, our fathers and mothers rested on the laurels of their parents and created a permissive environment where the shadows of xenophobia and hatred could fester.
We are the children of rape by a thousand thousands fathers. This rape is a crime perpetrated on American ideals by fear-mongers, by grifters, by the hyper-elite, and by our own lack of vigilance.
Our system, our “representatives”, our “checks-and-balances” are no longer in working order. The time for talk is at an end. In the military, what I suggest now, is called “energizing the network” and it is not for the faint-hearted. Go, get up, as that movie of our halcyon youth chided us, and scream in voice and action, that you are angry and you are not going to take this anymore. As it stands now, in case you missed it, you have nothing left to lose. We are at the brink of war with several countries and several transnational violent extremist organizations, we are one misstep away from our own Reichstag Fire and the fall into totalitarianism, we are on the verge of extinction as the United States. As I queried my students not long ago: What is the single greatest existential threat to the United States? To my surprise, they responded with “we are.”
Do not go quietly into that night.
My absence from posting is the result of a confluence of events, none of which are related to the topic at hand, but caused me to refrain from writing for a short time. These events have, however, given me pause to think about how they affected me and how they shaped this posting.
First, I lost a friend: A very dear friend. The loss was as a result of my more staunch support of, as Malcolm X would have said, change by any means possible. I had to think about how I felt and feel about the matters of state and my personal relationships. Truth be told, this was not the first time that my personal beliefs have impinged upon my life. A dozen years or so, a woman with whom I was deeply in love challenged my love with the statement of “Do I accept Jesus as my personal savior?” My first reaction was to laugh, which by the way was the wrong one, because I did not think that she was serious. She was. I could not bring myself to say so even though I knew that that question was the make or break moment. I don’t feel that way about religion. Needless to say, I was given the opportunity to enter the dating pool again.
So, while then it was more clear-cut as to the binary nature of the question, I am more hurt now in my decision because it was not a request for a yea or nay: it was only a tone-it-down.
Hurt, but unrepentant. There comes a time in every person’s life when they are presented with something so anathema to their core and central beliefs that they must, absolutely must, stand with conviction not for their own relative safety and comfort, but for the righteousness of the act.
We live here in the US, where political rallies are infiltrated with white supremacists and hate groups; our purported elected president is an amoral and wholly undignified person; our country is being raped by men and women, who have no vested interest in our well-being or that of America collectively; where a leader is openly hostile to the greater proportion of America, what disagrees with him; and our way of life is being systematically whittled away.
So, no, I am unable to subsume my loathing of these people for my own comfort. I wholly support whatever actions are necessary to return America to democracy. I am old, so I have no fear of pain or death at this point.
I am writing this from a hotel in Boston proper, literally overlooking the site of the Boston Massacre. Remember that from high school history classes? Ironically enough, home of the Boston Tea Party and The Sons of Liberty –fighting against tyranny. Having experienced the Obama administration and the disrespect by the right toward him, I am somewhat humbled by being at ground zero of the American Revolutionary War, fought against a mad tyrant by men and women, who wanted representation and self-determination so badly that they took up arms against their own government. Earlier, I stated that I was experiencing a sense of irony. I said that because the rabble that sought to slander President Obama and his good works, did so because the respect for life and decency by that man was anathema to those, who find gay people, minorities, and intellect nothing more than sub-human.
Moreover, the founders of our nation, and this is more than just Founding Fathers to me because this Nation was formed not through fancy words written upon hemp paper, but through the sacrifices of whites, blacks, Hispanics, straight, gay, man, and woman. This collective determined that the injustices and perturbations had grown beyond the acceptable: corruption, nepotism, murder, and the dilution of their voices in the political process.
My visit caused me reflect on more recent, but equally powerful events.
Yesterday. Had we not bore witness to the righteous inclusion of those same “minorities” in our world? Had we not kindled a flame to light the world that was chasing the shades of kleptocracy, racism, ethnocentrism, and of xenophobia? Did we not, the goodly and enlightened, clasp hands with one and other in a pledge of solidarity, echoing the sentiments of never again?
Today. The light is not extinguished, but it is most certainly shielded. We clasp each other now, not in joyousness, but in fear. Our proud nation transmogrified from a shining example of democracy and intellectualism into an absurd parody akin to Moon Over Parador with our golden-hair plugged leader raping our ideals, our character, our people with the hubristic phallus of his febrile utterances and actions.
Tomorrow. The Tree of Liberty must be from time to time refreshed with the blood of tyrants and patriots.