A dear friend recently suggested that listening to Fox News, Rush Limbaugh, right-wing politicians and preachers would add a dimension of understanding to the crisis enveloping our nation. I tried his advice and immediately realized that the new dimension puts me in greater fear and disgust than ever. The crap America finds itself in is much more odorous and enormously deeper than I ever imagined. To my friend I must answer, “Next time just mind your own business.”
Okay, okay, I’ll admit that my attitude doesn’t advance the enlightenment of mankind nor does it advance a civil conversation, but I am wearied by the daily assault of racism and misogyny from the State News Network, the WH, and Bootlickers Unlimited. I am wearied by curses and labels from those who are incapable of engaging in meaningful, intelligent dialog. I am wearied….oh Lord, I am simply too tired to explain one more time to one more white, evangelical Republican that all people are created equal. Yes, the blacks, browns, Muslims, gays, and Puerto Ricans are also loved by an omnipotent, magnanimous, munificent God and She absolutely loves those brown babies sitting in cages on our border. Yes, She does. It says so in their Christian scriptures.
You may query, “Larry, you seem awfully out of sorts, are you a political burn-out?”
I am fine, but I am weary. And I am disillusioned. Those issues that we are urged to discuss and find compromising solutions suitable to both of us – I have come to realize we are so polarized on those key issues that there is no compromise. Compromise is overrated anyway. It reminds me of my ex-wife. The compromise she advocated was this: “what’s yours is mine, what’s mine is mine and what’s ours is mine.” Do you see the problem there?
Actually, I should probably not be this insincere about the weighty problems facing our nation, but have I told you how weary I am? The American Academy of Psychologists has defined a new disorder in our country which they have named TBCS – trump bull crap syndrome. It affects 10 out of every 10 Democrats and it is contagious. Hey, go easy on me, I did not name this affliction and I did not vote for trump.
I see two solutions to my dilemma. 1) Seek solace and refuge with my make-believe monk friends on the island of Galagos in the Mediterranean, or 2) buy a few white sheets and work counter-intelligence with the local KKK. Okay, option 2 is not a valid solution because there is no intelligence to counter in the KKK. However, come to think of it, there is a 3rd solution.
Pray hard, trust that God, in her mysterious ways, will emasculate the bullies who have usurped our government and then lead our nation to a sensible election in 2020. Maybe a female President? Or maybe a gay president?
We want Pete, we want Pete, we want Pete.