First, let me make it clear; I consider Julian Assange to be a heroic figure, a true journalist in an age when there aren’t many of them left. The fact that anyone considers him to be a traitor, and that he faces possible imprisonment, tells us all we need to know about the level of tyranny and corruption we face.
But Julian Assange isn’t perfect. He has said publicly that “I’m constantly annoyed that people are distracted by false conspiracies such as 9/11…” For someone who has exposed a good amount of deep state chicanery, Assange evidently hasn’t expended much effort at researching the absurd fairy tale of 19 crazed Arab hijackers.
Donald Trump, in yet another of the incalculable examples he’s provided to show that he’s a certified member of the swamp, laughably reacted to Assange’s recent arrest by saying he “knew nothing” about Wikileaks, and that it was “not my thing.” Trump claimed to “love Wikileaks” during his 2016 presidential campaign, and some have tabulated that Trump in fact mentioned it nearly 150 times.
Trump is the maverick “outsider” who blasted Bradley/Chelsea Manning as an “ungrateful traitor,” and previously claimed another whistleblower, Edward Snowden, should be executed. He certainly doesn’t sound very different in regards to these courageous souls than Hillary Clinton, the Bushes, or any other card-carrying member of the swamp he promised to drain.
Trump’s new comrade, John McCainiac-style perpetual warmonger Sen. Lindsay Graham, angrily tweeted, “In my book, he has NEVER been a hero.” Another Republican Senator, Ben Sasse, commented, presumably with a straight face, that Assange’s arrest was “good news for freedom-loving people” and that the embattled founder of Wikileaks was “a wicked tool of Vladimir Putin and the Russian intelligence services.”
As always, there is no partisanship within the War Party when it comes to these things. Democrat Rep. Steve Cohen chided the President over his previous support for Assange, tweeting, “Might Trump pardon #Assange. He loved #WikiLeaks,” and further stated, “There is honor among thieves.” Democratic Sen. Mark Warner exclaimed, “Whatever Julian Assange’s intentions were for WikiLeaks, what he’s become is a direct participant in Russian efforts to weaken the West and undermine American security. I hope British courts will quickly transfer him to U.S. custody so he can finally get the justice he deserves.”
Hillary Clinton, Queen of the Deep State, laughed when asked about the situation, and said, “The bottom line is he has to answer for what he has done, at least as it’s been charged. I do think it’s a little ironic that he may be the only foreigner that this administration would welcome to the United States.” None of the other ridiculous crop of Democratic Party presidential contenders commented on the arrest, including “socialist” Bernie Sanders. Joe Biden went on record when he was vice-president, calling Assange “a hi-tech terrorist.”
Trump’s latest Deep State appointee, veteran Bush acolyte Attorney General William Barr, has declared that Wikileaks stole the DNC emails, and that Russia, not the slain young staffer Seth Rich, was the source. Those waiting for Trump to tweet something about the mysterious and still unsolved murder of Seth Rich need to stop fantasizing. The appointment of someone like Barr assured the Deep State that this is going to be business as usual, despite the loud tweets, and that injustice will continue to prevail.
You know things are bad when you have to look favorably in contrast at the Obama administration on these issues. Obama didn’t prosecute Assange under the Espionage Act, something which may happen now under Trump. Obama also commuted Manning’s outrageously harsh sentence. Obama prosecuted more whistleblowers than any President in history, despite campaign rhetoric that praised their courage. Such broken promises are all too familiar to those who were swept up in Donald Trump’s 2016 populism.
What is noticeable here is the lack of outrage from the Left, who should theoretically defend Julian Assange and be appalled at his persecution. As I’ve noted before, there aren’t many civil libertarians left in this country. Even those who have defended him seem to do so with great reluctance; in one case it was with the caveat that Assange is “difficult to defend.”
Tucker Carlson, who is displaying an increasingly Pat Buchanan-style populist streak, probably spoke out for Assange more forcefully than anyone else with a public platform. “What was Julian Assange’s crime?” Carlson asked. “He embarrassed everyone in power…Assange’s real sin was preventing Hillary Clinton from becoming president.” The feisty Fox News host went on to say, “The guardians of speech are now its enemies. The people charged with policing power are now colluding with it. There’s a reason you see John Brennan on NBC all the time.”
Which brings us to the false debate. There is no side here trumpeting the complete truth. Even Tucker Carlson hates “conspiracy theories.” Trump has now cast his lot firmly in the War Party camp, and his putrid aides like Bolton and Barr can attempt to tie Assange to “the Russians” just as well as his “liberal” enemies. No one wants to investigate the Seth Rich murder, any more than they wanted to investigate the JFK assassination, 9/11, or other high crimes of the Deep State.
So within the consistently limited parameters of debate permitted on the public stage, Trump and his neocon allies trade juvenile barbs with his “liberal” enemies. They all opt for war over peace, every time. They all use incendiary language to cause senseless division between races and sexes. If it wasn’t obvious before, Trump’s seeming acquiescence to some kind of prosecution of Assange proves unequivocally that he isn’t draining any swamp, or going after any of the career criminals in the Deep State.
Trump’s cult continues to imagine that he playing 8000D chess, with his profaned ignorance of Wikileaks actually some brilliant strategy to get Assange to testify and expose the fact that Seth Rich was the leaker. Whatever one can say about this astoundingly faithful lot, they are true believers if any ever existed.
To those who rely exclusively on mainstream media for their news, for the record Julian Assange, probably through the late Seth Rich, leaked a series of damning Democratic National Committee emails, which revealed conclusively that the party was going to deny Bernie Sanders the nomination, regardless of any inconvenient primary voting process. This was, of course, to benefit establishment favorite Hillary Clinton. Our vaunted state-run press managed to convert that into a scenario where “the Russians” leaked these emails, in an effort to deny Hillary the presidency.
As the great Ron Paul said, “As long as Assange is in prison, we are all in prison.” Paul went on to accurately point out that Assange was every bit as much a political prisoner as the sainted Nelson Mandela was. Assange, Manning, and Snowden all exposed something about our government that our corrupt leaders wanted to conceal. What does it say about our politicians and our professional “journalists” that they overwhelmingly side with those who wanted to keep such information from the public, rather than the whistleblowers who exposed it?
The Julian Assange saga is simply the latest example of a country, and a world, that continues down a dark, austere road. Without that antiseptic sunshine, we are left with an all encompassing tyranny and corruption.
I predicted many years ago, when it was first being suggested in quiet corners of our collapsing country, that one day reparations for slavery will become a reality. In recent weeks, a campaign has begun- a predictable type of media driven agenda to those familiar with gradualism- to push a reparations bill through Congress.
Watching white presidential candidates competing with each other to acquiesce the loudest to this ridiculous proposal, it becomes clearer than ever that America is being run into the ground by certifiable idiots. Corrupt idiots at that. Texas Rep. Sheila Jackson Lee, whose monumental incompetence I have written about before, introduced something called the Commission to Study and Develop Reparations Proposals for African Americans Act in January. It’s fitting that someone who thinks we won in Vietnam and planted a flag on Mars is the primary moving force behind this ludicrous legislation.
Beto O’Rourke, being promoted relentlessly as some kind of “rock star” by our state- run media, quickly climbed on board the reparations train. “That is something I would sign into law as president of the United States.” O’Rourke told Rev. Al Sharpton, predictably front and center here. O’Rourke proclaimed that we shouldn’t “just celebrate civil rights victories…we also look at the brutality, the violence, the continuing suppression today.”
Andrew Yang, being touted as a new maverick in the Democratic party, called reparations “a logical step.” Elizabeth Warren is a supporter as well, declaring, “We must confront the dark history of slavery and government-sanctioned discrimination in this country that has had many consequences including undermining the ability of Black families to build wealth in America for generations.” Kamala Harris and Corey Booker, two more of the sterling cast of Democratic Party presidential candidates, support some form of reparations.
It was disconcerting to watch video of Elizabeth Warren and others fawning over someone like Al Sharpton. For those unfamiliar with Sharpton’s actual background, he was a drug dealer who was turned into an undercover FBI agent to avoid prosecution. He first burst onto the fake news scene through his close involvement in the Tawana Brawley case. Brawley was a young black girl who claimed to have been raped by bunch of powerful white racists. Her story was proven to be a hoax, a forerunner to the Jussie Smollett extravaganza, but it is never mentioned any longer in polite society. The fact that such an obnoxious race pimp is considered one of the top black American “leaders” tells us all we need to know about the state of race relations in this country.
The idea of paying black Americans who are alive today for something some of their ancestors went through 150 years or more ago is preposterous on the surface. The logistics here don’t seem to matter; all that is important is the emotion-driven, virtue signaling narrative. Who, for instance, would qualify to receive reparations? Would you have to prove that you had at least one ancestor who was a slave in America? What about all those who immigrated to America after slavery had been abolished? Would they still get paid just because of their skin color?
Just about 3 percent of Americans currently identify as multi-racial. Most of these have at least some portion of black blood in them. Would a half-black person get one half of whatever reparations are doled out? How about someone who had a black great-grandparent? Would they still get something, despite being for all intents and purposes white? How about all the blacks from South America, who obviously had no ancestors on southern plantations? Would they still somehow qualify?
Perhaps even more important is who would be paying these reparations. Simply assessing a special tax wouldn’t work, unless you exempted all black people from paying it. Would white immigrants who arrived at Ellis Island in the early 1900s have to pay for something their parents and grandparents had nothing to do with? How about Asians, middle easterners, and Hispanics? Their ancestors weren’t in America during the slavery era. Why should they pay reparations?
Then there is the inconvenient fact that, while the numbers vary according to source, only a tiny fraction of white people ever owned slaves in the United States. I know for a certainty, having mapped out my personal genealogy, that my ancestors never owned any slaves. Why should I have to pay? Why should any white people living today have to pay for something their ancestors had no connection to?
And then there is the philosophical question of why even descendants of white plantation owners should have to pay reparations to black people who have never been slaves. The sins of the father, and all that. The very concept is madness, and the fact it is being seriously considered reflects the insanity that has gripped much of the population. We expect our depraved cultural icons and corrupt “representatives” to promote awful ideas like this, but the general public ought to know better. After all, they are the ones that will be footing the bill.
Recent polls give reasonable people little cause for confidence. Some 25 percent of Americans expressed support for “financial compensation and government assistance” to the descendants of slaves, while 32 percent supported the notion that descendants of slaves are “entitled to reparations.” 64 percent of blacks supported reparations, while a surprising 37 percent of Asians and 42 percent of Hispanics did. Perhaps they believe they will be exempted from paying for it. Only 13 percent of self-described conservatives backed the idea, while 54 percent of liberals did.
Julian Castro, a former Obama cabinet member who is yet another Democratic party presidential candidate, blasted Bernie Sanders for his reluctance to endorse reparations. Castro told CNN, “I’ve long believed that this country should address slavery, the original sin of slavery, including by looking at reparations. If I’m president, then I’m going to appoint a commission or task force to determine the best way to do that.” Presumably, no “white nationalist” (which has come to increasingly mean anyone opposed to overt racial favoritism) will be on that commission.
Really, reparations is just the logical culmination of the new forms of discrimination, that were given a legal imprimatur with Affirmative Action. Most Americans don’t realize that “race norming” of qualification tests provided unimaginable assistance to blacks trying to get well-paid, benefits-laden government jobs. Quotas and Affirmative Action mandated that race, especially one particular race, was considered first and foremost for virtually every job in the work force. Don’t get caught without your “We are an equal opportunity employer” logo.
As I’ve noted before, slavery was an unfortunate reality all over the world for far too long. Dumbed down Americans, who know little or nothing of their own history, believe that it was a specific product of hissing, drooling, tobacco spitting white southern racists. They seem to care little about slavery outside of this Hollywood- driven fantasy, which explains their silence about the estimated 40 million slaves in the world today. 10 million of these are in India alone. Where are the demands from the social justice warriors for a boycott of India?
The reason why no one mentions modern slaves is because almost all of those enslaving them are nonwhite. That doesn’t fit the narrative. There must always be a white man to blame, and there are no available whites in places like India, North Korea, China, or Pakistan. This is also why feminists are silent about the abominable way women are treated in Muslim cultures, or by female genital mutilation in Africa. No whitey there either. Gay rights groups are just as close-lipped about the third-class citizenship gays enjoy in Muslim countries. Again, can’t blame a white for that.
Reparations will increase America’s divisiveness to the breaking point. This is what elites want- order out of chaos. Divide and conquer.
The National Socialist Party died in 1945, at the same time its leader Adolph Hitler was escorted to Argentina. Following the show trials at Nuremberg, some of the last Nazi leaders were sentenced to death. Others were rewarded by being ushered into America under the CIA’s Operation Paperclip, where they helped establish NASA.
Although the Nazis themselves have been gone for more than half a century, the term “Nazi” itself has a universal appeal, and a staying power that appears to be immortal. When someone is called a “Nazi” now, those affixing the label don’t mean a literal member of the National Socialist Party. They mean, instead, whatever they want it to mean. It is the slur that fits all sizes; leftists routinely paint anyone who doesn’t believe in 57 genders with it, and conservatives use it almost as freely.
Alex Jones, de-platformed guru of the conspiracy world, talks about Adolph Hitler and the Nazis more than he talks about Lenin, Trotsky, Stalin, Mao Tse Tung and every “globalist” in the universe combined. Others on the right resort to it regularly. Donald Trump, Jr. and right-wing author Dinesh D’Souza both compare today’s liberals to actual Nazis. Conservative Jonah Goldberg’s 2008 book Liberal Fascism opined that Hitler and Mussolini merely held more extreme versions of the philosophy of Hillary Clinton and other modern liberal icons.
Since the election of Donald Trump, the disastrous two-party system has become emboldened, as those who irrationally hate or love him dig their heels into partisan Democrat or Republican rhetoric. Alex Jones, Dinesh D’Souza and others have taken to focusing on the old Democratic Party’s ties to slavery and segregation, and pointing out that Hitler and the Nazis were hardly Reaganites advocating small “gubmint.” Today’s Republicans do, however, share Hitler’s affinity for building up the military. Can’t cut that gargantuan defense budget.
The Nazi platform also called for universal health care, which is anathema to “conservatives” who cling to fond memories of doctors making house calls, and a simpler medical system that disappeared with Richard Nixon’s creation of the HMO profit-driven nightmare we enjoy today. Leftists argue that Donald Trump, despite being the most pro-Israel president of all our pro-Israel presidents, is somehow a “Nazi,” too. His campaign rhetoric against bankers, for instance, still holds more significance with them than the fact he has surrounded himself with former employees of Goldman Sachs.
There is a whole school of thought out there that holds that it’s perfectly fine to “punch a Nazi.” The web site canipunchnazis.com boasts, “It is always OK to punch a Nazi.” This violent mantra has become so popular that establishment newspaper The Boston Globe headlined an article, “Why you shouldn’t punch a Nazi.” One Ben Ferrari actually started a kickstarter campaign called “Always Punch Nazis,” to finance a comic book anthology “about our country’s battle against racism.”
The web site Neon asked if it was okay to punch a Nazi as well. One Noorhan Maamoon lustfully declared that not only was it okay, but also “white supremacists and members of the alt-right.” Well, in all fairness, you’d have to include them, as it is going to be very hard to find a real Nazi in 2019. Even Rudolph Hess is gone now. They will be running out of extremely elderly former Ukranians and Croatians to prosecute as supposed “Nazi war criminals” soon. Maybe the more vocal members of the “alt- right” can take their place. If it’s okay to punch them, it should be okay to try them in court. Not sure of the charges, but what does that matter? They are “Nazis” after all. As Lewis Carroll said, “sentence first, verdict afterwards.”
In fact, in September 2018, a Charlottesville jury essentially gave its stamp of approval to this “punching” craze, when it fined a defendant all of $1 for hitting a “white nationalist.” Jason Kessler had been attempting to hold a press conference in wake of the events at Charlottesville in August 2017, when he was sucker punched from behind by Jeffrey Winder. Emboldened by the jury’s upholding of vigilantism, Winder declared that Kessler “should never be allowed to show his face in town again.” Guess he was upset with that hefty fine.
Videos of “white supremacist” Richard Spencer being similarly sucker punched during a speech, set to riveting music, have been posted online. Proponents of Nazi- punching invoked super heroes like Captain America, especially noted for his Nazi- punching prowess, and Indiana Jones, another fictional foe of these immortal, deadly Nazis. In Hollywood, Nazis never died. Filmmakers continue to lavish negative attention upon them, resulting in horrific performances like Brad Pitt developing some unknown accent while hissing “Natsi” in Quenton Tarrantino’s violently obscene Inglorious Bastards.
Lovably leftist Mother Jones magazine published an article titled “The Long History of Nazi Punching,” and ParentMap seriously considered the question, “My son wants to punch Nazis- should I let him?” In a Cato Institute survey, while 68% of Americans are apparently still sane enough to disagree that it’s okay to punch a “Nazi,” 51% of self-described liberals thought it was perfectly proper.
Recall that the primary components of the “racist” label firmly attached to Donald Trump are his statements condemning illegal immigrants who had killed Americans, and his refusal to “condemn white nationalism,” whatever that is. The left has been collectively perturbed over this, especially recently. Evidently, if Trump “condemns” this to their satisfaction (an impossibility), then this somehow would….well, not really sure what it would accomplish, but this is identity politics at its finest.
When Trump intimated a while back that there were “good people” among those protesting against Confederate statutes being torn down, it represented the trillionth or so example of modern white racism. Being against the tearing down of historical monuments is “racist,” you see, and almost certainly qualifies those who hold this view as “Nazis,” despite Hitler having nothing to do with the American secessionist movement. In this way, “Nazi” shows itself to be one of the most flexible slurs ever invented, able to circumvent centuries, to be associated with events that took place decades before “Nazis” first appeared on the world stage.
With the invention of “hate speech,” whatever that is, it was inevitable that some views would not be tolerated by our increasingly authoritarian rulers. Flinging “Nazi” at your opponents is fair game, and now apparently punching them is, too. If it’s considered acceptable to just walk up and punch someone because they “offend” you, then we are no longer a civil society. As long as they are “Nazis,” or “racists,” or “neo-Nazis” or “white supremacists,” or “white nationalists,” that is. But don’t shoot a robber- that’s against the law.
Adolph Hitler never had any idea what he created.
It’s only been in recent years that I realized that a childhood event ignited the spark in me, which grew into a full-fledged flame by young adulthood. In researching this incident as well as I can, over fifty five years later, I discovered the startling fact that it apparently occurred on the same day as the historical event that most haunts me.
On November 22, 1963, not only was John F. Kennedy assassinated, my older brother’s life was impacted and in some ways ruined by a monstrous injustice. A freshman in high school, he made the mistake of following the suggestion of some older, undoubtedly popular boys, to “goose” the bottom of a particular older girl.
This girl was not only popular, but her father was a military General. When my brother touched her precious ass, in an effort to become popular himself, the entire weight of the high school administration came down upon him. He was ushered into the principal’s office, where this well-paid educator screamed at him, “Do you realize what you’ve done?” so angrily that he wet his pants.
The boys who’d egged him on nevertheless were now irate at my brother, and formed a veritable lynch mob. The situation was so precarious that the police had to be called, to safely escort my terrified brother from the school. The school meted out a punishment that might better reflect a student who had savagely raped, not merely “goosed,” a female peer. He was summarily expelled from the school, and was taken to juvenile court on charges that I have no knowledge of and can’t comprehend.
The girl’s powerful father had a real legal team involved, and it’s fortunate, I suppose, that my hapless brother avoided prison time. He was forced to attend regular mental health group sessions, with youngsters that had truly severe issues. I especially remember him talking about one boy who never removed his hand from covering his mouth. These sessions served to impress upon my brother that he was mentally ill, and set the tone for the rest of his life.
My brother was forced to go to another local high school, and thereafter lived with my married sister and her young family. He would come home on the weekends, and the change in him was startling, especially to an impressionable seven year old like me. He would beat his head against the wall in frustration, started half-laughing and half-crying at times for no reason, and would sometimes approach me with his hands heading for my neck, as if he intended to strangle me.
My parents reacted very curiously to all this. Instead of defending my brother, and lashing out in anger at the wild, punitive overreaction from the school administration, my father grew even more bitter at the world, and my mother wanted no mention of the incident, and lied to everyone about why my brother was no longer living with us. I heard my father rage constantly about the crooked court, the crooked judge, and the very wealthy family that was behind that crookedness.
I didn’t really understand what my brother had done, but it certainly seemed as if “goosing” someone was a horrible crime. I heard that word over and over again, especially from my father, who would rant at my brother about why he’d “goosed” that girl. I began feeling a heavy weight on my seven year old shoulders, as children grilled me regularly about “what happened with your brother?” and “why isn’t he living with you all any more?”
My mother basically pretended nothing had happened, and I was aware of this every time I lied about why my brother had left home. I think “he’s helping my sister” was the line I most often used. I remember thinking the other kids were looking at me, and whispering to each other, about the serious crime my brother had committed.
It wasn’t until after both my parents had passed away that I realized just how significant this one incident had been, not only to my brother, but to me. It directly effected my brother by destroying his self-confidence, immersed him in the putrid mental health world, probably killed any chance he had to become a financial success in life, and is almost certainly responsible for the fact he never married or had children.
Its impact on me was less direct, but just as powerful. Although I was eight and half years younger, for all intents and purposes I became the big brother from that day forward. Combined with the JFK assassination happening at the exact same moment, my young mind became instantly distrustful of all authority. I could tell, at seven years old, that just as Lee Harvey Oswald hadn’t assassinated the president, my brother’s absurd punishment for an offense that should have maybe garnered a few days of detention demonstrated that the authorities weren’t interested in justice.
For decades, I suppressed this incident, and never recognized the way it had helped form my own radical mindset. I often wish I’d questioned my mother about it, but she was just as reluctant as my brother was to talk about it. It was only recently that my brother began opening up at least a bit. Before that, he would become uncharacteristically angry at the very mention of the subject, and invariably still blamed himself, usually saying, “I can’t believe I did something so stupid.”
The impact on my brother can also still be seen in the fact he has suppressed the name of the girl he “goosed.” Considering that he has an almost “Rainman” like ability to recall the names of even kindergarten classmates, over sixty years later, this is truly remarkable. The fact that he can’t remember the name of the person who had more influence on the direction his life took than almost anyone else can only be attributed to his purposefully suppressing a painful memory.
After he started opening up, I learned other details that staggered me even further. My brother claimed that the principal who’d screamed at him actually followed him to his new school, where he would regularly come into his classrooms, sit near him and stare at him. More incredibly, he would walk up to my brother if he attempted to talk to a girl in the hallway, and ask the girl with great concern, “Is he bothering you?” These incomprehensible tidbits had me thinking I was heading down one of my usual political rabbit holes.
I contacted the juvenile court system, and found people there as interested as I was once I told them the incredible story. But the records were already nearly fifty years old, and there are always privacy considerations for minors, etc. I even tried the high school where the incident took place, but again, too much time had passed. I need to know the truth for myself, if not for my brother. Even with my cynical adult perspective, it is hard to fathom how school authorities acted the way they did.
We are all the sum of our experiences, and early childhood events can set an adult personality in stone. Certainly, those youngsters who are sexually assaulted are impacted forever. The same thing goes for those who were viciously bullied as children. Perhaps my brother’s experience is the main reason I’ve always been so drawn to the side of bullied victims. It was certainly a great inspiration for me in writing my upcoming book The Bullyocracy: How the Social Hierarchy Enables Bullies to Rule Schools, Work Places, and Society at Large.
It felt therapeutic to write this. Sometimes it’s important to step away for a minute from the political and cultural madness that normally preoccupy my thoughts. Self- searching, introspection can lead to important insights for all of us.
Pat Buchanan’s strong campaign challenge to sitting President George H.W. Bush in 1992 was derailed only through typical homegrown voting fraud. Allowed to address the Republican convention, Buchanan gave a speech that seems more prescient every day, as we watch America go the way of the Roman empire.
“There is a religious war going on in this country. It is a cultural war, as critical to the kind of nation we shall be as was the Cold War itself, for this war is for the soul of America.” Buchanan declared. Twenty seven years later, Buchanan is still around, and making occasional appearances on talk shows. Anyone who turns on any television station, or listens to what’s left of the music industry, or attends a movie, understands that this war was lost without a single shot being fired in retaliation.
Buchanan made his speech under less than courageous circumstances; he was capitulating to a Deep State that engineered the rigging of the primaries against him, and extending support to a soulless plutocrat that opposed him on every important issue. But his point remains. The “conservatives” who seemingly were protecting traditional America folded on immigration, toxic feminism, anti-Christianity, and the increasingly vile anti-white messages that rang out from every pillar of the establishment, never even waving a white flag. But they surrendered as surely as any army ever did.
As someone who has never been, and never will be a “conservative,” their submission to forces that were becoming increasingly angry, irrational, and prone to violence, makes me loathe them even more. It isn’t a “left” or “right” position to strive for civility, empathy, and harmony. Those fighting on the other side of this culture war, the eventual victors, were never civil, empathetic, or harmonious. They never tolerated those they claimed were intolerant, and truly hated the alleged “haters.”
Because of this needless acquiescence to in-your-face authoritarianism, we have reached a point where Netflix can feel confident in airing a show about God. Needless to say, this Almighty isn’t something to worship or be proud of; Steve Buscemi portrays an uncaring, drunken and disheveled deity. Co-star Daniel “Harry Potter” Radcliffe has declared, “I’m an atheist, and a militant atheist.” Jesus Christ has been a decidedly non-omnipotent character on adult cartoons Family Guy and South Park. These supremely confident cultural war victors are now openly advocating infanticide.
Under the rules of these unacknowledged terms of surrender, a private business cannot be offended by a gay wedding cake. However, a private business can be offended by the likes of a Sarah Huckabee Sanders, and order her unceremoniously off the premises. This selective outrage is part and parcel of the identity politics that rules our civilization now. Some sensitivities can be more offended than others, to paraphrase from Animal Farm.
Sure, there were a few crumbs thrown out to the “conservatives” to keep them happy. I don’t consider it any kind of victory to convert “liberal” into a dirty word. Talk radio is all but dominated by these “conservatives,” who are given free reign to castigate “liberals,” as long as they unfailingly support Israel, legal immigration, the military and medical industrial complexes, our counterfeit Federal Reserve banking system, our injustice system, and every other part of the poisonous swamp that sustains this ugly new culture. Focusing on shadowy “welfare cheats” and reminding the sheeple that “there is no such thing as a free lunch” guarantees a successful career in the industry.
When I graduated from high school in 1974, there wasn’t a single Hispanic in my large graduating class. The very word was unknown. In barely forty years, America managed to import a new underclass, that has become the largest minority group in the country. The fact that most of this was accomplished illegally makes it even more unconscionable. Until Donald Trump ran for president, the last vocal opposition from a political candidate to this nonstop invasion was from Pat Buchanan himself, over twenty years earlier. The opposition to illegal immigration had effectively disappeared until Trump.
Does anyone really think Donald Trump will “win” on this issue? Does Trump think he will win, or even want to win? He hasn’t mentioned deportations in a long time. He isn’t going to bring the troops home from the 160 countries where they are inexplicably stationed around the world, and use them to guard the border. He will probably cave into Barack Obama’s contrived “dreamers.” If he was serious about winning this particular aspect of the culture war, he would have issued an Executive Order tying all government aid to legal status. He would have ended the H-1B Visa foreign worker program. The much trumpeted “wall,” if it ever is built, will not be paid for by Mexico, and may very well be used to keep people in, not out.
And Trump, with all his flip flopping and probable insincerity, is the best the side of supposed traditional values has to offer. There is no one else even fighting this war in Washington, D.C. No public figure will even have the courage to state that the white nationalists at Charlottesburg, or any of their ilk, are human beings. No one will grant that they “breathe the same air as we do,” to quote from the greatest speech any president has ever delivered, JFK’s “peace” speech at American University. This is the essential problem; because they haven’t been countered, the emboldened social justice warriors have cut through American culture like a hot knife through butter. They have dehumanized those they label as “racists” and “nazis” to such an extent that most people shrug and accept that such demons don’t deserve any rights.
When you permit an out of control force to remain unchecked, you find yourself in the situation we face today. The large fashion house Gucci recently apologized for their ugly sweater that covers the wearer’s mouth. They didn’t apologize for the unattractive nature of their product, they apologized because some rocket scientist on Twitter responded to it with “Happy Black History Month, y’all.” This sweater became roughly the two trillionth example of modern “racism.” Adidas dropped a new white tennis shoe because it was “racist” to introduce it during Black History Month. Social Justice Warrior Katy Perry hurriedly scrapped her fashion company’s new shoe because it supposedly resembled “blackface.”
Because only one side is now fighting this culture war, outside of Donald Trump’s feeble tweets from a dark corner of the White House, the tactics will only get worse. When white tennis shoes are racist, what isn’t? Why not the color white itself? Why not just proclaim that all white people are racist, simply because they are white? This isn’t really far from what is being claimed now, by even respected college professors. When you can have campuses across the nation filled with “black studies” and “gender studies” classes, which exist solely to promote empowerment of blacks and women respectively, and to denigrate whites and men respectively, we have essentially arrived at that point. Remember their admonition that all lives don’t matter. White privilege and all that.
The most offensive anti-white, anti-Christian slurs imaginable are permitted by a social media monopoly that has banned the likes of Alex Jones for “objectionable” content. Young high school kids are threatened openly by celebrities and “journalists,” and mocked for being….white. The families of these kids have hired a high powered attorney to potentially sue some of these individuals and outlets. I am skeptical this will ever happen. If it does, it will be the first effective counter punch to the social justice warriors in decades. It would be akin to a new shot heard around the world.
I watched a bit of the Grammys the other night, exclusively for purposes of research. The Idiocracy is never more visible than in these awards shows nowadays. Every one features the same ingredients; a wildly disproportionate number of blacks, a casualness and vulgarity of fashion that would make our grandparents think this was another planet. Alicia Keys, the obnoxious host of this year’s Grammys, talked in a ghetto dialect, trying desperately to sound as ignorant as possible. Keys was raised alone by a white mother, far from any inner city. She also was dressed in what looked like a bath robe with a towel wrapped around her head.
It’s hard for someone like me to find a niche these days. Where does a populist who admires Huey Long, a pure civil libertarian who believes in genuine progress and reform, and advocates for peace, find his peers? Not in a Democratic Party that believes in 57 genders, hates white people, and wants workers fired for the slip of a tongue. Not in a Republican Party that worships Ayn Rand, thinks greed is good, and wants to eliminate the minimum wage. With the emergence of Trump, nearly all Americans have dug their heels in behind one of these two illustrious “choices.”
The culture war was lost when the opponents of the social justice warriors allowed them to define all issues in emotional terms. It was lost when white leaders refused to disagree with the “all whites are evil” mantra. It was lost when no one effectively boycotted the putrid products of Hollywood. It was lost when the educational system became hijacked exclusively by whites who hated themselves for being white, and nonwhites who were convinced that whites were holding them back. It was lost when no one objected to the systemic Affirmative Action hiring practices of government agencies and the private sector.
The election of Donald Trump was probably a last gasp effort to stop the vengeful hordes storming the castle gates. The rest of our leaders are all but speaking ebonics themselves, ready to go to battle to protect the “dreamers” who illegally entered this country, scoffing at “creationism” as they worship the fantastic fables of establishment science, faithfully consuming the products of Big Pharma as they do so. They are all waiting at Appomattox, begging for another dreadful Reconstruction.
Now Esquire magazine has invoked the wrath of the social justice warriors, merely by having a white male on its cover, under the headline “An American Boy.” The reaction on social media- where the end of the cultural war is most obvious- was predictable. One self-proclaimed “violent savage Arab queer” was incensed. Others invoked the Black History Month thing again; evidently, now anything that happens in February is automatically “racist.” Even though Esquire quickly explained this was merely part of a series, that will include nonwhite and female youths, it was still considered inappropriate that a “white boy” was chosen first.
The losers in this cultural war placidly accepted the undefinable concepts of “hate speech” and “hate crime.” They dutifully refer to the “N” word, and support the ruination of anyone unwise enough to say it, while simultaneously understanding that certain segments of the population can treat it as their favorite word. They’ve permitted schools and streets named after former American heroes to be changed to something suitably politically correct.
We have allowed a culture of vapid stupidity to be built. Texting-style shorthand has breached speech as well. Most Americans sound incredibly dumb these days, look slovenly and unattractive, and appear to lack a moral compass. It’s becoming easier and easier for those manipulating this mess to achieve their goals.
What their ultimate goal is remains unclear. But it certainly doesn’t seem to be anything uplifting, or anything for the betterment of the people.
One of Donald Trump’s most recent tweets has finally convinced me that he is literally an actor, strutting across the world stage. While Trump has displayed an incomprehensibly inarticulate nature, and an abysmal lack of spelling ability, this latest tweet is just too over the top. Hamberders? Are we actually to believe that the President of the United States, a billionaire in the corporate world, one who attended Fordham University and the University of Pennsylvania’s Wharton School of Finance, is not able to spell “hamburger” correctly?
Trump’s latest egregious spelling error occurred during a tweet celebrating yet another cartoonish escapade, where a “fast food buffet” was served to the NCAA football champion Clemson players. Trump, always in character, made certain to boast that he personally paid for this low-cost feast. And exaggerate the number of “hamberders” that were bought. Was it 300? Or 1000?
It was natural for Donald Trump to choose fast food. According to what we’re told, he eats almost nothing except McDonalds’s, Wendy’s, Burger King, and KFC. And washes this garbage down with an alleged twelve Diet Cokes every day. This would be a suicidal diet for anyone, let alone an overweight seventy two year old.
The leader of the free world has topped George Dubya Bush, the great “decider,” in terms of grammatical gaffes. Trump has bragged about having the “best words.” Trump once tweeted out a confusing mess that included “covfefe,” which appeared to be an attempt at spelling “coverage.” During a May 2017 press release about Trump’s trip to Israel, his office mimicked his style, with misspellings that should have seemingly been caught by any educated staffer.
Trump misspelled the first name of his ambassadorial nominee Jon Huntsman. He used “council” in a sentence that should have read “White House counsel.” A week later, the president misused the word again, and this time misspelled it as “councel.” In a December 2016 snipe at China, he accused them of “an unpresidented act.” He once tweeted, “How low has President Obama gone to tapp my phones…”
Trump’s official inauguration poster contained the comical ungrammatical sentence: “No dream is too big, no challenge is to great.” Trump’s crack White House staff once managed to misspell “attaker” more than twenty times in a list of supposedly under reported terrorist attacks. The White House also misspelled Theresa May’s first name as “Teresa” in the schedule for her early 2017 visit. Teresa May, coincidentally or not, is the name of a British porn star.
Trump struggled to spell the word “hereby,” misspelling it as both “hear by” and “hearby” in two different tweets. The two laughably sandwiched a call for education reform. This brought to mind one of Dubya Bush’s most hilariously ungrammatical comments that included, “Is our children learning.” An angry Trump lashed out at the media about “thr” coverage that “gas been so false and angry..” Simple typos, but clearly neither Trump nor anyone else in the White House proofreads his tweets.
The transcript of Trump’s phone call with the leader of Colombia misspelled the country as “Columbia.” Shortly after taking the oath of office, Donald Trump set the tone clearly, when he tweeted about being “honered to serve you.” Trump has misspelled “separation.” While doling out his typical praise on the military, Trump referred to the Marine Corps as “Marine Core.” Trump has, probably intentionally, misspelled the odious Rep. Adam Schiff’s name as Adam “Schitt.” Also probably intentionally, he has spelled Obama’s first name as “Barrack.” He has even spelled his wife’s name as “Melanie” on Twitter. Well, Obama did refer to his wife as “Michael,” opening up a whole different can of conspiratorial worms.
Donald Trump’s routine misspellings, and construction of such ungrammatical sentences on Twitter, would shame your barely literate typical American teenager. Spelling “wait” as “waite?” “Smocking gun?” Predictably, Trump’s hard-core defenders maintain that his grammatical errors are done purposefully, part of the whole “he’s playing 8,000D chess” theory. Certainly, his gaffes often bring extra attention to whatever point he’s trying to make. Is Trump really a 159 IQ genius, playing to his base by trying to appear to be as “real” as they are?
Or is Donald Trump a crisis actor par excellence, summoned by forces above us all to ride in recklessly on an off-white horse, to bull rush his way through a cultural china shop? To parrot catch phrases like “America first” and “lock her up,” which appealed to millions of disaffected voters most impacted by unbridled immigration, disastrous trade policies, and corporate greed? Is his tough talking, unapologetic style scripted to evoke a bygone era when men were men, women were women, and there were no other genders?
Trump’s recent choice of William Barr as his new Attorney General is not remotely believable as anything other than theater. We are told by no less than Lindsay Graham that Barr has been “best friends” with Robert Mueller for decades. The same Mueller that is pushing every imaginary Russian button he can invent, in order to appease all the Trump-haters out there. Why would a politician pick his supposed enemy’s “best friend” as his choice to monitor that enemy’s persecution of him? Of all Trump’s inexplicable, Never Trumper-style picks, this one was the most difficult to defend.
The Donald Trump phenomenon has succeeded in resurrecting the inane American two-party system. Thanks exclusively to his brash personality, the American electorate is pretty much split down the middle, with half-crazed Trump Derangement Syndrome haters on one side, and unreasoning “follow the plan” fans on the other side. Americans have always foolishly followed this no-choice “two party” system, and the putrid candidates it produces. But at least there were more independents before Trump. Now, one must either be “fer” or “agin” our larger than life president.
Those who irrationally hate this comic caricature in the White House, do so because he’s a “racist,” a “sexist,” and because he’s been lampooned so mercilessly by the cultural icons they admire. Those who irrationally defend him do so because he throws them a few sound bites of red meat, usually on Twitter, from some dark corner of the White House. No one talks about auditing the Fed, or bringing all the troops home, or rebuilding our collapsing infrastructure, or that promised vaccine commission chaired by Robert F. Kennedy, Jr. The fake unemployment stats Trump accurately called out during his campaign are now gospel, and reveal what a marvelous job he’s doing.
Trump has done some good things, and said many more good things. Getting us out of the TPP was good. The tariffs are good. Withdrawing troops from Syria, or anywhere else, was good. The summit with Putin was good. The deal with North Korea was good. If Trump acted on only a fraction of his rhetoric, this country might actually be salvageable. But instead, he regularly back tracks, and flip flops, and appoints one horrific neocon swamp creature after another to his cabinet.
The only explanation for all this nonstop drama is that Donald Trump is not a befuddled, but well-meaning businessman, unexpectedly thrust into the presidency. No one could achieve the success he has achieved, and be such an inarticulate speaker and writer. If he had any intention of “draining the swamp,” at some point he would have named someone outside the swamp to help him do that.
Donald Trump represents the Truman Show writ large. A well-paid actor, playing the part of the ultimate WWE-style villain, to anger or enthrall all the other poor players out there upon the stage.
As 2018 winds to a close, I wanted to reflect back upon a very significant year for me personally and professionally.
It was a bittersweet year. I was interviewed on television by Jesse Ventura, and later by another person I greatly admire, Naomi Wolf. I signed contracts with two different publishers for books which will be released in 2019: Crimes and Cover-Ups in American Politics: 1776-1963 and Bullyocracy: How the Social Hierarchy Enables Bullies to Rule Schools, Work Places, and Society at Large. The first book will come out in May, published again by Skyhorse, and will have an audio version from the get-go. The second will be released in the Fall by Trine Day.
I was also tremendously honored to be asked by show business legend and important JFK assassination researcher John Barbour to write the Foreword to his fantastic memoir, Your Mother’s Not a Virgin: The Bumpy Life and Times of the Canadian Dropout who Changed the Face of American TV. That was heady stuff, especially considering that his first two choices were his good friends Neil Simon, who unfortunately just passed away, and Tim Conway, who was unable to do it due to his own health issues. The book will be released in April by Trine Day.
I also met and bonded with the wonderful Ella Felder, daughter-in-law of the Eagles’ Don Felder, and host of an important radio show that lauds whistleblowers of all types. We hit it off immediately, and I became her regular co-host every Friday. We interviewed fascinating people, and some big names like former Trump campaign chair Corey Lewandowski. This led to me being offered my own show on the Truth Frequency Network, which is part of the IHeartRadio network. “I Protest” now airs every Friday from 5-7 pm est.
However, juxtaposed against this gratifying professional success was the unfathomable loss, in March of 2018, of my full-time job. I was fired by Inova Health System, the largest health care organization on the east-coast, after working for them my entire adult life, over 44 years. I’ve gone over the details before, but I’ve been unable thus far to get any kind of restitution from a system I long suspected was absolutely corrupt, but now am experiencing first-hand. Being fired unfairly is like a blow to the gut, and being unable to get this rigged system to recognize that is perhaps even worse than the firing itself.
They say that you realize who your real friends are when you go through a life- altering event. I have had to face the unpleasant fact that apparently I had almost no real friends. Those I worked with for decades are now just as disassociated from me as the kids I went to elementary school with. Ironically, the ones who’ve been most supportive, and most concerned about my situation, are my steadily growing group of cyber friends, which include the aforementioned John Barbour and Ella Felder, talk show hosts S.T. Patrick, Richard Syrett, and Billy Ray Valentine, and a small group of Facebook friends.
Fortunately, I have some financial assets to fall back upon. I don’t like having to start draining them far earlier than I’d planned, but at least I’m lucky enough to have them, and I won’t be starving or going homeless. But I do have very little income now. My meager royalties from my books have brought home to me the lesson I’ve learned from many older entertainers, especially those in successful bands who earned very little even from million-selling records. The artist, the one who creates something, often is paid far less than those who select, publish and promote that something to the world.
I’ve had to hold my figurative hat in my hand and beg people to contribute to my radio show. So far, almost no one has contributed, and thus I’ve earned very little from being a radio host. I guess this shouldn’t surprise me, since I’ve had such great difficulty in getting people to review my books, give them a quick rating (not even a review) on Goodreads, follow me on Twitter, subscribe to my You Tube channel, recommend my books to their library systems, or even simply “like” my posts on Facebook.
I’ve given up trying to figure out why people contact me, tell me how great my books and other writings are, and specifically ask how they can support me further, and then ignore the requests I listed above. I’ve even had people offer me money, once they learned about my unjust job termination, which I politely declined. But these same people haven’t been willing or able to cough up a few bucks to support my radio program.
So while I relish each new book that’s published, and each new cyber acquaintance with those I’ve long admired, I also feel increasingly isolated. In my world of premature, involuntary retirement, I’m usually alone. Much of my time is taken up writing, of course, but I’d still love to have some real people- people I know personally- give me a call or ask to get together for lunch. That never happens, so I have to be content with delightful phone conversations with John Barbour, Ella Felder, Billy Ray Valentine, JFK researcher William Law and others. As I’ve told them, we are living in a brave new world, where at least for me, I feel closer to people I’ve usually never met, rather than to my “real” friends.
I’ll ask again; so many of you who’ve read my blog posts here have told me how much you appreciate them. Most of you have also read my books, and have listened to my interviews. Please consider clicking on the “Sign up” link below my image and the “I Protest” logo for my radio show here: https://tfrlive.com/iprotest/
No one likes to beg, but I have few other alternatives at this point. I’ve applied for several other jobs, but this job market is abysmal, especially for 62 year olds, despite Donald Trump’s boasting about figures he once accurately criticized for their overt dishonesty. All I need to know about the official unemployment rate is that I am not considered unemployed. My income is very limited, and even a modest number of contributing supporters for “I Protest” would mean a lot to me financially. It would also be very gratifying personally.
Last week, I began hosting a new weekly radio program, titled “I Protest.” Edited: the show will now be airing every Friday from 5-7 pm est. My first guest was the legendary show business veteran turned JFK assassination researcher John Barbour. There were some technical glitches, but those will be ironed out.
This Wednesday, my guest will be William Matson Law, in my view the most under recognized name in the JFK assassination research community, and the leading expert on the medical aspects of the case. Edited: on Friday, December 21, I’ll be welcoming both the great Trends Journal icon Gerald Celente and renowned peace activist Cindy Sheehan to the show.
The show will undoubtedly evolve and grow over time, but my intention is to combine my own commentary on social and political issues with an intriguing array of guests. Eventually, once I grow more comfortable in my new role as host, I want to incorporate phone calls from listeners into the broadcast.
The show is part of the huge IHeartRadio network, giving it the potential for a great audience. The hosts are paid via listener support. If you want to support me, please consider clicking on the “Sign me up” link under my picture and program logo at the following link: https://tfrlive.com/iprotest/
I hate holding out the figurative begging cup, but I am still battling with my former employer regarding my unfair job termination earlier this year. Thus, what little income I have comes from my writing, and is not steady or consistent. If you like my writing, please consider helping out.
Because I am writing regularly now for the American Free Press and will also be contributing to the new Deep Truth Journal, I will probably not be writing as regularly on my blog, and when I do will be more likely to concentrate on my personal work situation.
A few days ago, American voters proved once again that they are incapable of throwing the bums out. And at this point, does anyone really dispute that they are bums? That is, of course, if the votes are actually being counted. Which might very well not be the case.
As is typical in virtually every U.S. election for at least the last fifty years, over 95 percent of incumbent members of the House were returned to office. “Only” 89 percent of our esteemed Senators were reelected. What does this persistent message of voter approval do, other than to empower our thoroughly retched “representatives” and encourage them to continue their peculiar brand of “public service?” More nonstop war. More immigration. More foreign visa workers. More corporate welfare and consolidation of wealth in the greedy hands of the elite.
This is what the American people evidently want. Apparently, they think the likes of Nancy Pelosi and Dianne Feinstein are just the kind of leaders America needs, as it further crumbles into Third World status. I devoted a section of Survival of the Richest to our “best and brightest” political representatives. The names change, but the empty rhetoric, the lack of principles, and the absolute failure to do anything at all to improve things for the majority of the people is an American constant.
Meanwhile, the polls out there still suggest that approval for Congress is at an all-time low. There have been various laughable explanations for this, trotted out by the usual suspects in the establishment press. “Most people hate Congress, but love their own representatives,” is the most common rationale. This is absurd; what has any “representative” done for any average person? Why would any average person feel that they’d been represented well by these career party hacks?
I remember all the “vote them all out” efforts over the years. There was a “Clean House, Senate, Too” movement thirty years or so ago. None of them worked. Invariably, 90 percent or more of these awful people are returned to office by those who ostensibly have the power to fire them. And they just don’t, or won’t do it.
Now I’m assuming that these votes are actually being counted, which is probably a naive thing to do. So if the fraud is that massive, and voters are really intelligent and informed enough to be attempting to turn these glorified welfare recipients back out onto the street, I apologize to them. In that case, it’s obviously not your fault, and the ballot box is no longer an option. Certainly, both sides believe the process is rigged, but they are locked into their foolish partisanship and think that it’s only rigged against their particular favorite in our carbon-copy “two” party system.
The Democrats will finger the “Russians.” The Republicans will perhaps quietly mumble something about the untold numbers of non-citizens that are incomprehensibly being allowed to vote in our elections, but otherwise will vaguely lash out at the “Democrats” who cheated their candidate. The late Collier brothers exposed the corrupt nature of our electoral process in their excellent Votescam many years ago, and I included a lot of their story in my own book Hidden History.
There were some especially comedic aspects to this midterm election. A Trump supporter, brothel owner Dennis Hof, was elected to the Nevada State Assembly. The fact that he’d died the month before didn’t seem to have much of an impact on those astutely rocking the vote. In a lurid detail that didn’t come from the Onion, Hof’s body was discovered by legendary porn star Ron Jeremy. And he was romantically involved with “Hollywood Madam” Heidi Fleiss.
Not to be outdone, Texas Democrats reelected Don Reynolds, who is presently serving a one year sentence in jail. Adding electoral insult to injury, Reynolds ran unopposed. Think about that; the only candidate is in jail, yet the “opposing” party can’t even run anyone against him? Not that the non-inmate was likely to win, of course. After all, Reynolds was an incumbent.
If American voters are truly responsible for basically disenfranchising themselves, by continuously returning such despicable snake oil salesmen to office, they deserve all the pain and suffering that will inexorably occur when this casino economy crashes. If they really think that these kinds of people are the best this country has to offer, and that they provide any kind of “representation” whatsoever, then there is no further point in trying to communicate with them.
Donald Trump has expressed his support for congressional term limits. The whole term limits issue was all the rage back in the early 1990s. The Republicans included it as a plank in their Contract with America. Predictably, once these Republicans wrested control of Congress, their ardor for term limits evaporated. Trump says so many things, some of them quite good, but he rarely follows up with anything concrete. My guess is any term limits proposal coming from him will emanate from that dark corner of the White House where he produces a steady stream of feverish tweets on Twitter.
It’s hard to overthrow tyranny when your friends and neighbors keep giving the tyrants their stamp of approval. Donald Trump has accomplished one very bad thing; he has divided the country essentially into two equal warring camps, with each side firmly planting themselves behind one of our comical “opposing” parties. Trump is the worst thing to happen to any viable Third Party movement in a very long time. Even many of those who were Libertarians, or Green Party members, have coalesced behind either the HiPapaLowems or the LowPapaHiems, as Huey Long mocked the Democrats and Republicans, because of their strong feelings for or against Trump.
In the great midterm elections of 2018, we were advised repeatedly that this was “the most important” election of our lifetimes. We are advised that this is the case in nearly every election, of course, but Americans have shockingly short memory spans. It was hard to determine the issues that this election revolved around, other than being a general referendum on Donald Trump. No candidate was demanding we bring the troops home from all the nonsensical places where they are stationed, or end the perpetual occupations and bombings of other sovereign nations.
This was a passionate “us” against “them” battle, and it was tragic to watch. Allegedly intelligent voters figuratively waving their beers in the air, and screaming at the “opposition” like they were watching the Super Bowl. No talk of peace. Or auditing the Fed. Or that autism-vaccine commission to be chaired by Robert F. Kennedy, Jr. No demands for a desperately overdue infrastructure rebuild and upgrade. Americans instead collectively were declaring, “I’ll take transgender bathrooms for five hundred, Alex!”
Both sides in the phony left-right paradigm are claiming victory. In reality, as always happens in our elections, no average American won.
We all claim to at least acknowledge the profundity of “Do unto others as you would have them do unto you.” But who really follows the Golden Rule? I’ve seen one example of the Golden Rule being applied in my lifetime, and that was from a close friend who shocked me by offering a gift to someone who had just been mean and ungenerous to him. He was hardly religious, and may not even have realized what he was doing. But it moved me deeply and left a huge impact on me.
Most of us have difficulty getting along well with our loved ones. Dysfunction is normal in American families. It’s even expected, and promoted relentlessly by the culture. So imagine how hard it is to be kind to those who have not been kind to us. Jesus told us to love our enemies, as well as our neighbors. Most Americans feel fortunate if they’re not feuding with their neighbors. I really have never met anyone who is magnanimous enough to love those who despise them.
As a civil libertarian dinosaur, I’m prone to speak up for those who are being figuratively lynched by the mob. I was inspired by Patrick Henry’s bold “I may not agree with what you say, but I’ll defend to my dying day your right to say it” as a young child. They used to teach that kind of antiquated stuff in grade school. Henry was saying essentially the same thing that Voltaire said. Great minds- classic liberals- realized how important the right to free expression is.
As recently as the 1970s, many on the left truly were able to “walk a mile in the moccasins” of others. Liberals used to be concerned about prison reform, the rights of those behind bars, and unilaterally opposed capital punishment. Could Elton John’s song Have Mercy on the Criminal even be recorded today? Once Bill Clinton transformed the Democrats into social justice warriors, who were nevertheless just as enamored with war, the intelligence agencies, police power and corporate corruption as their Republican peers, civil libertarians were kicked to the curb.
Jesus said that the commandment to “love thy neighbor as thyself” was one of the two precepts upon which the entire religion stood. Despite this, most devout Christians I’ve met are remarkably lax in following it. This is especially true of the most pious, “born-again” fundamentalist types. Born-againers are also notably averse to the crucial “judge not lest ye be judged” thing. They judge constantly.
Perhaps you’re thinking that the women who unfathomably forgave their migrant rapists in other countries were, in fact, practicing the Golden Rule. On the surface, that might seem to be so, but if you study those reports, and the way the establishment left presented the issue of migration into European countries, you’ll understand that this was purely driven by political correctness, in one of the most extreme cases of Stockholm syndrome imaginable.
This is a complex issue. The absence of Civics is apparent everywhere. Civics used to be a staple of every high school’s curriculum, but it stopped being taught around 1970. Our leaders want obedient, unquestioning proles, not good citizens. Civics wasn’t just about producing good citizens. It was about transmitting values. As Aristotle recognized a very long time ago, a civilization must have a shared set of values. Clearly, in today’s America, there are almost no shared values.
The Golden Rule is the basis of human decency. Even without following it strictly, most people in the past had some kind of empathy for others. In present-day America, there is almost a complete absence of empathy. As just one example, a man dropped dead in a Target store a few years ago, during one of the yearly Black Friday displays of collective madness. No one stopped to check on him, or even appeared to notice him other than to step over his body in their quest to save a few dollars. Considering how fast America is deteriorating, today we might see youngsters posing for selfies next to his lifeless body, or perhaps stepping on or even jumping up and down on it.
America is fractured; almost completely broken around bogus, politically correct lines. Few on either the left or right would hesitate to lock someone away for life, despite any concrete evidence, simply because they “offended” them and fit their particular definition of a villain. They hate their political opposites with a venom and a passion that would appall Jesus. There is nothing about America’s present political discourse that bears the slightest resemblance to the Golden Rule.
Those associated with Donald Trump in some way have been thrown out of restaurants, or heckled until they leave them. This is pretty similar to how black people were once not permitted to dine in restaurants, but no one seems to sense the irony. All decent people found the protests of funerals by the Westboro Baptist Church to be repugnant. Considering the hypocrisy of today’s left, I think it’s a certainty that they would support identical protests of the funerals of “racists” or “Nazis” or “white supremacists.”
Donald Trump’s abrasive, divisive personality is perfect for present-day America. Certainly, it is impossible to imagine Trump forgiving others or treating them the way he would wish to be treated. He can’t even refrain from getting down in the gutter with the lowest common denominator entertainers, and exchanging juvenile poisonous barbs with them. The civil disobedience that began with Thoreau, and was utilized to great effect by Ghandi and Martin Luther King, has been supplanted by profane shouting and physical attacks on others.
We are so far removed from any “do unto others” concept that many, especially on the left, proudly advocate violent attacks on those who “offend” them. I’ve heard many people declare, “free speech doesn’t include hate speech.” Just what constitutes “hate speech,” of course, is something only they can define. Like “obscenity,” a ridiculous notion like “hate speech” is entirely in the eye of the beholder. So, if those you disagree with have no right to eat in public establishments, or to exercise their right to free speech, what rights do they have?
Obviously, if you can’t tolerate views that “offend” you, to the point of demanding that those expressing them be fired, jailed, or physically assaulted, then you certainly aren’t about to follow the Golden Rule in any way, shape, or form. I can’t count the number of parents and adult children who don’t speak to each other. Ever. Those are the closest human relationships possible. And too many people nowadays can’t even follow the Golden Rule with their own parents, or children.
Someone commented here recently that this blog was “Grumpy Old Man Central,” and questioned what century I was living in. It’s hard not to sound like a curmudgeon when looking at America’s blossoming Idiocracy. For those of us who grew up forty or fifty years ago, this is not only a different country, but an entirely different world. A different reality. A different dimension.
No, things weren’t always great back then, but there was a lot more empathy for others in general. It was a more polite world, even if “politeness,” as defined by Ambrose Bierce, is just “the most acceptable form of hypocrisy.” We need shared values. We need the Golden Rule.