What I learned today
(As I rewrote this morning, a thought flashed in my mind. In the 50’s, we looked under every bed and we found a sneering Communist. Today we all look and find Satan or some manifestation of Evil, maybe even a Liberal.)
This is a tough day to be me.
It is definitely a tough day to be a gunned down Baton Rouge Policeman. It is a tough day to be in the Police anywhere in the world. It is a tough day to be a minority in a poor community. It is tough to be the children of any of the fallen Police or of the 100 or so unarmed Blacks killed by Police in 2015.
OK, compared to the groups listed above, it wasn’t that tough. I was just called names.
I think I was called callous, a liar, A passive-aggressive twister of questions to make the other person look stupid, a bitch coward for not having a shoot out with a Christian, an apologist for the criminals that murder Police, a supporter of Black Live matter… a LIBERAL… actually just too many to recount and catalogue. I am just not a good person. Posters on Social Media say so.
Must be true…
And many of these people claim to be Christian. They wrap themselves in the justification of being Christian and that makes it OK to kill Muslims, kill unarmed minorities, jail Blacks and cut all sorts of social programs like feeding children, feeding the elderly, feeding the Poor.
I am not pointing the finger at Christians. Christians follow the word of Jesus. They follow the teachings of the Church. Some of these people may call themselves Christians, but I don’t believe they are anymore that the members of the Westboro Baptist Church. No more than 100,000 blood-thirsty deranged ISIS, Al-Qaeda, or deluded terrorists represent a billion peaceful Muslims.
The majority of Christians speak of love, forgiveness, of peace, of Jesus.
And then there are some of these people that follow a vengeful and hateful non-Christian god. I don’t know my Bible Studies that well, but I think a vengeful and hateful entity disguised as God is really a Satan masquerading the God of Love.
They profess to carry guns to protect themselves from the glares and stares of Black People in their neighborhood. One was going to provide me his address, so I could go kill him. (I am sure he would get the drop on me. He must live in a constant state of fear.)
This specific gun-toting 2nd Amendment admirin’ Houston Texan said that he had friends who took care of the children of people in AA and he would take care of those children as well.
I asked him not to shoot any children.
When a crazed person murders a Police officer, all things American, all American Values go out the window, all Christian values go right out the window. It is OK for a Police Chief to send a C4 Bomb in to blow up the killer of the Dallas Police. It is OK for Police to kill the recent list of unarmed Black men because they were previously arrested anyway…known criminals.
Police could be judge, Jury and executioner and it was all OK. If a Republican Presidential Candidate threatens to kill the entire family of a Terrorist, it is OK. It was OK for a previous administration to exact revenge for the murder of the 9/11 3000 civilians by killing over 1,000,000 Iraqi men women and children.
It is OK to torture and hold people without trial in Guantanamo because it is not within the shores of the U.S.A.
I wrote a piece last year on the danger of half truths. I think what they profess is seeded with half truths.
Dude…does anyone even read the Constitution or Bill of Rights anymore? Is it any wonder? Do you listen to the news? Ohio proudly states it is an open carry state until someone they want to protect shows up and then there is a two square mile 2nd Amendment Suspension Zone. The person living in the house in Kansas City (home of the supposed shooter in Baton Rouge is forcibly pulled from his house. I said supposed because he never got a trial…) is drug out of his home.
There is so much hate on Social Media. TV Campaign speeches drip with Presidential Hate Speech on both sides. Look behind most memes on Social Media and you will find the vilest of hate. Even today at the Republican Convention, one of the leader said that this was not a GOP Convention, it was Brown Shirts.
It is no shock that we have devolved socially into a cauldron of fear and hate.
It hit our Sit-Coms in the 70’s. I was an asshole at home with my children and did not let them watch TV that I felt had negative social and family values. But the show screamed to the # 1 spot. I eventually lost, but they learned how to read. I think it was worth how angry they were at me.
Blood in movies splashed on us in buckets. Video games gave us a screaming cornucopia of weaponry used and splattered every iteration of alien, made up monster, enemy and even just plain Human.
We all learned “If it bleeds, it leads…” News channels carried scores of scenes of people at war. Bombs exploding, people running for safety. Dirty faced children crying out over the bodies of lifeless parents. We watched it all every night.
Everywhere hate escalated. Our elected officials vowed revenge for the deaths of out 3000 on 9/11, with a Wild West “You’re either wid us or you’re agin us!” and then proceeded to exact the murder of over 1,000,000 Iraqi men, women and children.
And not one blinked an eye.
And our thirst for blood grew. And our hate grew. Social Media flourished; you would have thought Social Media would have provided another unmonitored channel of expression. You would have thought Social Media might encourage dialogue, discussion with voices around the world. But we degenerated into hate and we called for more blood.
Our politicians saw an opportunity to grab all the gold they could stuff in their pockets. They blocked any forward progress of our Government. There was a painful stalemate and fingers pointed back and forth across the aisle. We had fought for our right to vote for representation and we got anger and lies and curses and obstinacy. We got bupkis. We spent trillions and we got nothing but accusations. And the heads filled our airwaves with angry words and commercials for Dating Services, new Drugs and Insurance.
And some people, cheered on by hate, fueled by fear and drowning in a sea of discontent found a voice: a deranged voice, a narcissistic voice, a voice that saw a need and how to separate the weak minded from their money. A Marketer came to the scene, saw the turmoil, felt the hate and saw a great untapped opportunity to make the ultimate barrel of bucks!
And he mocked the System, he disrespected our Presidents, he called his opponents by school yard names and voice after voice, disgusted dropped out.
And the people, who filled the 21st Century Coliseum, jeered and cheered the beating of protestors, they ripped signs down, they built their foundation of the quicksand of hate and screamed at the rambling words of a false god they raised on the floors of the hallowed halls of our Government. Marble buildings that had been built for almost 300 years with the blood of the soldier fighting men, woman and even children that died that had given their lives to build America.
There is no foundation for the hate. I have said that even though I do not support the G.O.P. I do not support many of its positions but I recognize the G.O.P. was responsible for the building of our Country. They provided a dialogue. They provided a counter-balance to the opposition.
They are being destroyed.
A part of our Country is being dismantled, first by disrespect of the voters that put them in office, by wallowing in the lucre poured on them by the lobbyists representing so many Corporations that care more about shareholders profits than Democracy and finally by a candidate that tells more lies than the fact checkers can even keep up with, that speak of hateful fantasies of Presidents being borne in Kenya, and masquerade as a publicist to promote his own lifestyle and on and on and on.
The lies and fantasy facts blur and the people cheer and we know they have an Emperor candidate.
And we wonder why the hate grows, we wonder why the bullets kill the innocent, we wonder why hate against our Nation builds off our shores.
Until we purge the hate, we will drown in the blood.
Being called names on Social Media, but a few does not even come close to a bad day. Maybe it means I am striking a nerve and maybe that is good. If no one screamed at me, it would mean I had posted too many pictures of kittens and babies!
Part 2 follows tomorrow…