I have learned that it ain’t about the emails, never was (The GOP has made that clear with their bevy of mea-culpa’s) but it still always WILL BE, because to just announce that you can’t admit out loud your your own misogyny, regarding how a lady should never be president is just too candid and honest and might make you seem stupid! I have learned that a whole lot of the same people, who never wanted to shout out loud, admitting to their own racism, regarding how a black man made it to the White House, are still conjuring up the witch craft from two presidential election cycles past. But this time around, I have learned that with the permission of the GOP, any quiet whispers, any ahem’s after derogatory comments, any looking over your shoulder to discover who might be listening is more taboo then shouting out loud about how much you love to HATE. (This current crop of Republicans fear smart people)
I have learned that the truth does not matter as long as the fiction seems more enjoyable and fun. I have learned the phrase Party Before Country, and have learned that the like the icebergs, any remaining combination of ice that has held this nation as a democracy is melting, and will flood our system of governing, just like the cities too close to the oceans.(But that is not the worry of the Corporations, for the moment) I have learned that the media would rather be the news than report it, and that in fact few people even know the difference (The cable networks create their stars that way) I have learned that Reality TV is a much more sufficient substitute to settle disputes, build character, to educate and to avoid even looking beyond your cell phone let alone tomorrow. I have learned that the more you tell a lie, and the more permission you get to tell that lie, and the louder and quicker you speak while telling that same lie is good enough for at least 45% percent of this nation; and good enough to be select the next president!
I have learned that as much as we pretended to care about just how unique of a melting pot we were, many of us decided that the kettle was beginning to be filled with the residue of too many colors, too many sexualities, too many religions, too many variables and the American soup was not turning out less White and Christian enough for our nationalistic taste buds. I also learned that it wasn’t too many cooks ruining the pot, but that too many people who don’t cook, but just love to eat; folks who care less about the substance of the meal, who would rather see the presentation then worry about tasting the food. I have learned for many people what it looks like trumps what it tastes like. What it looks like trumps the food poisoning from not preparing it correctly! What have you learned?
