My Country Right or... No.
There is just so much unappreciated irony flying around at the moment. It’s screeching rapidly over the heads of one chunk of the population; the other half is too busy weeping to enjoy the humor.
A whole slew of Comrade Orange Littlehands’ supporters were going on and on following Meryl Streep’s Globes speech, saying “who the hell cares what CELEBRITIES think?” Celebrity was clearly a dirty word; these folks were incredibly emphatic in their belief that entertainers should stick to entertaining. And I was just, like:
“Um… Wait a minute…
But, you…
I…
What now???”
*faceflop*
Have they really all forgotten the only reason they even knew their fuhrer’s name prior to the campaign? (Hint: It wasn’t the Trump Steaks…)
Of course, these are the same people saying that Obamacare has to go and that they’ll be just fine, even though they don’t have jobs that provide insurance, because they are covered by the Affordable Care Act (a plan apparently put in place by the GOP because Obamacare was, like, totally messed up). They also declare that they don’t need to see Agent Orange’s taxes because they, “don’t care how much money he makes.” Anyone who mentions “Russian business ties,” is a tin-hatted conspiracy theorist, they say, right before launching into a feverish shared fantasy about Hillary Clinton personally selling children for sex through a pizza restaurant. THIS, they believe.
It should be a crime to take advantage of people this stupid. I’m really starting to think there should have to be some sort of basic civics/government/current events test one must pass in order to vote (and FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, to run for president!). I know that is a sticky wicket, but so is a system that can feed utter falsehood to the gullible and uninformed and then march them out to vote against their own interests.
Then, of course, there is the question of what to do about the slightly less stupid but generally more morally bankrupt members of the Alt-White Brotherhood.
A few days ago, in a Twitter argument over whether or not D.T. was a sexist hog, a 16 year old boy informed me that “all men talk about grabbing women” (exactly this kid’s words) and, “anyway, that” [the pussy-grabbing conversation] “wasn’t even supposed to be seen by anyone.” It gets to the point at which you just want to say: “Why are you still trying to defend this man’s character? Give up on that no-win battle and start telling the truth: you just don’t bloody CARE that he’s a horrible person, because you are a horrible person as well.”
But you can’t say that, because you only have 140 characters in which to get your point across. So, instead, you come here, where you usually post about comic book characters and suchlike, and you drop a rant on all four of your followers and just hope they are politically like-minded and will understand that a breaking point has been reached.
I’ll likely start a separate account for this sort of thing. In the meantime, thank you for your patience.
Read. Research. Think. Educate others! And above all else, remember empathy. A world without empathy is not a world we want to live in; a power that would dismiss empathy is not a power we want directing our fates or the fate of our nation.