Sunday, October 16, 2016

TO BE OR NOT TO BE


 

 
So this is my official “Dear John” letter to politics in Waycross, Georgia.  I have tried, really, to make it work.  We had our good times; two election nights with revelries worthy of a rock concert.  The love was felt, the love was real.  But the love has died.  The vitriol is in the air and the rest is quiet as death.  The signs are on the roadways.  No one speaks aloud because you can no longer trust your neighbor.

I have to think that people must have felt this way in Germany around 1939.  In the 1941 movie “To Be Or Not to Be”, set in pre-war Poland, it was still possible to make fun of the Nazis, even with the undertone of horror.  It is getting harder and harder to make fun of Trump.  He finally announced he was done with Saturday Night Live after previously going along with the joke.

I know there are many people out there being politically active, talking, canvassing, recruiting.  Not here.  I can’t change that.  I can’t change the minds of people who don’t see the danger or even think electing “he-who-must-not-be named” is a great idea and so much fun!  I’m not even going to bother here with the facts and the adjectives; if you read this, you can recite them yourself.

This is what happens when good people do nothing.  In all likelihood, Hillary Clinton will be POTUS next year; but what has already been started will not go away.  I’m also not going to bother here by reciting the unending lies and conspiracy theories about her.  If you care, you can do the research; “the truth is out there”. 

It’s too late to change what has been put in motion.  There is evil among us in the hatred of “the other”, denigration of women, intolerance for diversity and outright threats of violence.  There are still choices to be made, regardless of the outcome of this election.  The future of each and every one of us remains at stake. 

First they came for the Socialists, and I did not speak out—
Because I was not a Socialist.


Then they came for the Trade Unionists, and I did not speak out—
Because I was not a Trade Unionist.


Then they came for the Jews, and I did not speak out—
Because I was not a Jew.


Then they came for me—and there was no one left to speak for me.

Martin Niemoller (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/First_they_came_...)