If, God forbid, I should drop dead as I write this post, my death certificate would list the cause of death as: Facebook.
More specifically – Facebook Overwhelmus Politicus Bull Shitacus.
Look, I will admit I myself am likely the number two cause of hysterical blindness & early onset grumpy-cat-face among my Trump supporting Facebook friends.
What’s number one? Bernie Sanders’ glasses.
Alternative facts, my happy ass
I am having a helluva hard time dealing with the idea that facts have become these loosey-goosey perceptions of current events.
If WAPO reports the Earth is round, Trannon (the apocalyptic two-headed beast that is the Trump/Bannon dictatorship) tweets that it’s flat and then waits for Whitehouse sycophants & talk show attention whores to offer supporting evidence.
Every time I check Facebook (scientists who study me have estimated that number to be between 25 to 108,000 times a day), tiny explosions occur in my amygdala.
And by tiny explosions I mean nuclear bombs.
The man in my house is often treated to a string of Southern-dipped insults that include words he has never even heard.
“THAT MOLASSES COVERED, SIMPLE-MINDED, LOW SLUNG EARED, MUD-FACED, TWO BIT CREEPY-CRAWLIN’, SIDE-WINDING, DEVIL WORSHIPING, BISCUIT-HATIN’, DUMB ASS!”
Is this the real world?
I accept that Trannon supporters have very different convictions when it comes to social & policy issues than do I.
Different ideas & convictions are necessary to make sure this country keeps it between the ditches. We progress by finding middle ground and inching our way toward higher ideals.
Bumping up against one another’s convictions is how we soften the hard edges of our disagreements until we come to a place that’s a little smoother and therefore easier for our society to handle.
It’s what makes democracy so messy, and beautiful, and powerful.
That is NOT THE SAME as staring facts in the face and turning away because it doesn’t suit our narrative.
Such behavior makes us complicit in the demise of democracy. It makes us the worst kinds of liars.
Forgive Me for I Have Politicized
If I’m being honest, the most frightening thing for me is how Christians are receiving this administration. When I’ve gone head to head with a Christian Trannon follower over Trump’s PROVEN lies, I’m met with the same comebacks again and again.
- Yeah, but… Hillary.
- Yeah, but…Obama.
- I like him because he says what he thinks.
- These things don’t matter to me because he’s defunding Planned Parenthood, getting immigrants out of our country, laying pipeline, promising to bring back jobs.
- They aren’t lies because Fox News & Breitbart say they aren’t.
This is where I lose hope. This is where I get angry. This is where I decide that someone I really liked before may not be the kind of person I should continue to invest in.
You don’t know me. For the majority of my adult life I was a registered member of the Grand Old Party. While I didn’t agree with the party on most social issues, I had a healthy respect for the kind of investment the GOP made in our military.
I still believe it’s a slippery slope to slash and/or stunt military spending, and I’m so, so ashamed of us for how we’ve let our veterans down.
As it pertains to this particular Republican president it seems I’ve lost the ability, if I ever had it, to respect people who respect him.
Look, had some other Republican won the election, I would have been disappointed – not unlike the disappointment I experienced when it was clear the DNC had decided it was Hillary’s turn and that Bernie never had a chance.
Sometimes you win an election and sometimes you lose. You take the good with the bad, and you remain dedicated to, and proud of, the democratic process.
Thank God for that.
But this win? It’s different. It’s different because he is different.
I cannot accept him.
I won’t accept him.
I will oppose him in any way I can, wherever I can, and as loudly as I can. Everything I do, I do for my grandchildren. Every step I take will be toward my ability to someday answer to them about which side of history I was on.
So your argument that Never Trumpers like myself are just sore losers?
It’s stupid. Plain & simple. It’s stupid.
Read and then read some more
If I could say anything to a Trannon supporter (which I can’t because they despise me), it would be the following:
Read to understand processes, terms & stories you hear a lot but may not fully understand. (I’m not being insulting here. We should all commit to doing this.)
For instance: do you know what gerrymandering is? What a politician means when they reference Jim Crow? Do you really understand why folks have been so upset about the Dakota Access Pipeline? What exactly is a late term abortion & why would it ever be okay? What are the facts about immigrants & crime? What kinds of free benefits do illegal immigrants receive? Will the travel ban protect Americans? What kind of track record does Trump have when it comes to lying?
Should you accept every source I just gave you there as fact? Absolutely not. You should seek out source after source until you are certain that what you are reading is not fake news.
When people say, “I don’t care what you think,” I never believe it because it’s almost never true.
Caring human beings are built to care what their community thinks of them. I care what you think about me – even if I don’t know you. I’m not sorry that I do. It makes me human.
Having said that, I’m also not a gluten for punishment. So yeah, comments are monitored. Don’t like what I said here? There are millions of websites you can visit that will tell you exactly what you want to hear. I suggest you go to there.
I want us to get through this as a nation. I just don’t have the chocolate-covered idea that it’ll be as a result of some gooey-sweet event that’ll bring us all back together again. This divide is too deep. We’ve pulled back the curtain on who we are and we can’t pretend we haven’t seen each other.