I’ve never been one to suffer fools gladly, but it’s become intolerable. The Orlando massacre sealed the deal.
My sons, raised to be thoughtful and altruistic, are angry. I’m angry, too. I fear for them, and for the dysfunctional country we are leaving as our legacy.
We live in an age of hatred and ignorance, made worse this election season thanks to a concept called “emotional reasoning” — blind allegiance to a faux messiah who’s lying and scapegoating, none of which matters to his followers. It’s too much trouble to think. History should remind us where this can lead.
I’m not going to get into a debate here with anyone’s extremist opinions about guns, religion or sexuality. I’ll simply invoke Daniel Patrick Moynihan and say you’re entitled to your own opinions, but not your own facts. The facts are out there, if you care to look them up.
Here’s a simple one. I read that an extremist Christian pastor was glad the Orlando massacre happened because it rid the world of 50 pedophiles. Sir, being gay is NOT the same thing as being a pedophile. I was an altar boy and attended a Catholic high school whose principal was later found out to be a pedophile. I was fortunate enough not to have been a victim. As for my sons’ public school education, my sons had gay teachers throughout, and I count those teachers as among the best they ever had.
I’ll add this: the only people who have caused me trouble in my almost 60 years on this planet are white, heterosexual – probably “Christian” – males. Most of them, to be blunt, weren’t brought up properly and are, shall we say, “morally challenged.”
Have I encountered any Muslims? Certainly, and Sikhs, Hindus, et al. I see them where I work. They’re usually wearing a white coat and have a medical degree. It’s a safe bet that they’ve saved lives, without considering whether their patient may hate and fear them for no good reason.
I fear this hatred and ignorance more than ever. I don’t worry so much for myself, but for my sons and for future generations. I certainly understand if my sons choose not to bring a child into this world — or at least into this country.
And what a fucking mess this country is in. I no longer pay attention to the presidential campaign, because it depresses the hell out of me and makes me physically ill. When either of the presumptive candidates comes on the airwaves, I shut it off. I can’t stomach either of them.
If the messiah continues to fool most of the people most of the time and becomes our next president, god help us all. We reap what we sow. When everything falls apart after that, there will be no joy in saying, “I told you so.”