I know, I know the title is ridiculous, but I have searched my mind, recesses and all, to ponder what, if anything meaningful or memorable, this divisive man will say to the nation tomorrow?
I cannot think of a less serious person to ever hold this office in modern times. It’s truly a sin and a shame, but this is what the American people, with the help of our undemocratic electoral system, wanted and received.
We wanted change. We are certainly going to get that, a departure from norms and decency. We didn’t want intelligence and experience. Ask, and you shall receive, because we are not going to get that either. I am content in knowing that I had no parts in this.
My mother was born on January 20, 1961. Being the political crackhead that I am, I have always geeked out a bit regarding how cool I found that to be – that my mother was born the day President Kennedy was inaugurated, a President who filled Americans with such optimism and hope.
We now know that behind the scenes Kennedy was a jackrabbit who would be willing to resort, without shame, to humping the leg of a desk if there was no woman in his presence. But regarding his policy positions and his words, publicly at least, he remains one of the greats.
Which brings me back to Inauguration Day. I don’t know what the soon to be President of the United States will say today, but I am sure there will be no wisdom or oft quoted lines like, “ask not what your country can do for you, ask what you can do for your country.” I can’t imagine hearing anything that resonates with the American people like, “we have nothing to fear but fear itself.” Trump has frequently told us we should fear everyone and everything by the way.
But because this is Trump, I suppose I should expect the unexpected. Maybe he will surprise me and finally rise to the occasion.
But more likely from Trump, we should expect a shocker – something like, “ask not what you can do for your pussy, ask what you can do for other pussies,” followed by an obscene grabbing gesture. He likes to shock, shout, and snatch headlines for all the wrong reasons we must remember. We voted for this, and he doesn’t know how to be anything but the Donald.
Ok, pussy being dropped in an inauguration speech, a bit much, but the American public allowed for the possibility. We shrugged about sexual assault and pussy grabbing, so it’s now normal, and I can utter pussy over and over again in this post. Why not? We said it was acceptable with our votes.
We did this. We allowed this to happen by being apathetic. We allowed this to happen by not voting. We allowed this to happen by not voting for Hillary Clinton in strategic states. We did this by voting third party. We allowed this to happen by expecting perfection out of Hillary Clinton. Our media aided Trump’s win by always promoting a false equivalence between the two candidates.
Hillary Clinton allowed this to happen by failing to adequately acknowledge the winds of change, the anger in this country, and that typically the American people usually do want shiny new toys every eight years. Hillary was neither shiny or new, although I personally like smelly old books, which maybe that’s why she was a perfect fit for me. Unfortunately, large segments of the country felt differently.
In retrospect, her loss seems so obvious. And no, no folks – I am not convinced that Bernie would have necessarily won either. Donald Trump successfully branded himself and so many opponents, and while Bernie doesn’t have the twenty plus years of scars Hillary Clinton has, he could have been branded as a career politician (by definition he is one). Trump would have argued Bernie built nothing and would try to tax the nation to prosperity – which does not work. I could go on, but I will stop there – what does it matter now?
My mother was a huge Hillary Clinton supporter because of her stated policy positions and, yes, because she is a woman. There was a tremendous sense of pride there in seeing Hillary Clinton attempt to try and break the glass ceiling. And no, she was not one of these women who spouted, “I want to see a woman, but just not her.” She wanted to see her win – specifically this female win.
During the election, former Secretary of State Madeline Albright found herself in the hot seat for claiming that there was quote, “a special place in hell for a woman who doesn’t support other women.”
At the time, I thought the line was sort of over the top but comical. In retrospect, Ms. Albright was right. That white women turned their back on Hillary Clinton as evidenced by the election results for whatever reason, but could support the sexual assault candidate, is…is…for someone who enjoys putting words on paper, a fact that almost renders me without thoughts to articulate.
I am a gay black man, so I have seen and heard some shit, but I firmly believe sexism is firmly entrenched in American culture as much as racism and homophobia. My favorite line about women, uttered by men and women alike is, “I don’t know why – I just don’t like her.” Women aren’t even respected enough in this country for someone to have to spend the time to figure out a reason to dislike them. You can dismiss them out of hand.
Don’t forget, you can like a sexy and sultry pussy, but a smart and ambitious pussy is out of place and threatening. So remember, a woman in a power pantsuit wrong – new first lady of our country with her titties plastered in magazines – good. Melania is so lovely and botoxed – maybe that should solve all our problems.
But this election was not about women, people of color, Bernie Sanders, Hillary Clinton, supporting norms or decency, or real solutions. It was about “unheard” white working class voters who wanted to make America great again – whatever that means or meant – coming out in droves to take back their country (from progress apparently) and to get their coal mining jobs back, which of course they won’t get back.
By the way, can someone tell me when we are going to allow the truly unheard in this country be heard? For example, the inner cities and all the problems affecting people of color, for instance, have been “unheard” and ignored for decades. This country has more often that not turned it’s back and said – get a job – your misery and your plight is your fault.
What’s good for the goose should be good for the gander, someone should tell white rural voters in West Virginia that the economy has changed, coal isn’t the future – get a new job and skill- your poverty has nothing to do with your government.
Of course, I don’t believe that, but all of the justification and the excuses being made post-election for what is on it’s face a horrible choice made by some in Donald Trump has been eye roll inducing and a little nauseating. I feel for the white working class, but can we care about some other working class folks too.
Uh, my blood pressure is rising, and I am losing my zen. Love and light, love and light. As I said, the American people wanted this – so I am content.
So, anyway, here were are – a few hours from allowing Donald and Melania Trump to redecorate the White House in gaudy gold leaf.
So this Inauguration Day will be tough for my mother, me, and the other almost 66 million people (compared to Trump’s nearly 63 million) who cast their vote for the former Secretary of State.
I think we are entering a dark chapter in America’s history. Hell if you can’t agree that it’s dark, can we agree it’s embarrassing? It’s embarrassing to have a President waking up in the middle of the night to tweet every time someone tweaks him. I mean honestly, who attacks Meryl Streep? He squabbles with Alec Baldwin and the cast of Saturday Night Live. It’s all so silly. The man is 70 years old for God sake! But, as I said, I am oddly content. This is what the people wanted.
I take some solace when I remember that our country is a young nation in comparison to other countries. So while America may celebrate its 241st birthday this year, she’s basically 15 when comparing her to say the United Kingdom. She’s an immature brat still finding her way in the world. She will make mistakes and have missteps.
When I think about it this way, I realize that America is in her know it all teenager phase while the adults in the room know she truly knows nothing. This vote for Trump is basically the equivalent to an adolescent doing drugs, cursing, fighting, and hiking up the skirt of her Catholic school uniform to look sexy and put on a show – even though she knows better.
I sincerely believe or say it to make myself feel better, that the vast majority know better.
Now to continue with this analogy, there are only two outcomes. America is going to get her ass beat or snap out of this, but by who, what, or when – I don’t know. Actually, there is a third outcome. America could overdose on those drugs I referenced earlier. Trump is the drug, and he is making millions feel good right now, but he is not good for those that support him – or the rest of us that have to sit idly by for four years. But hey, for some people the high is all that matters.
This January 20th will not be like the one in 1961. People will talk about it, but mostly likely for the wrong reasons. I mentioned President Kennedy’s peccadilloes, but we weren’t supposed to know any of that. There was some shame. We have a soon to be President who has no shame. He tweets anything that comes to mind. He apparently thinks sexual assault is his privilege and when is caught describing it on tape has to be convinced to apologize by that wretched Kellyanne Conway – and still throws dirt on the Clintons in the process. He even defiantly said, initially, he didn’t apologize to his wife because he had nothing to apologize about – ladies and gentleman the man is a neandertal.
We have a soon to be President who is hot tempered and fights with everyone and any country (except Russia). He is always right and anyone who disagrees with him is dumb and subpar. All Presidents dislike the press, but his open disdain and hatred – threatens one of the important institutions that make our democracy thrive. Without the press, who keeps the Emperor in check? These are scary times.
To end with some optimism, maybe January 21st will finally bring us a presidential President Trump. When he is no longer the President-elect, perhaps the enormity of that office will fully hit him, and he will absorb the magnitude of his position and the power of his words and actions. Unfortunately, Maya Angelou said, “when people show you who they are, believe them.” I wish I came up with that myself because it’s just so damn true. I want to be optimistic, but the man has shown us who he is…