Well, during his SOTUS Donald
Trump, as expected, “trumpeted” his “brilliance” in bringing the country back from
the “abyss” of the Obama era, although to be perfectly frank I (nor should anyone
else) see any difference in my workaday life since forever. Outside that faucet
of existence, there are “differences” and all of them in time will prove to be
disasters for this country, sooner or later.
Trump didn’t talk about things that really matter to ordinary
people—like the massive ballooning debt that his tax “reform” will only make
worse, or the way he and the Republicans are finding ways for a slow kill of the
Affordable Care Act without a “replacement,” and the way he is gutting social
programs (and with the help of Paul Ryan, Medicare and Medicaid) to pay for his
“great military” and his “beautiful wall.” He is more interested in ridding
“bureaucrats” in government who are not in lock-step with his program of fear
and hate, and, of course fostering an atmosphere of fear and hate appeared to
be the only time he spoke “from the heart."
Trump continued his racist presumption
that Hispanics only bring crime, drugs and violence into this country, when the
truth of the matter is that immigrants are much less likely to be involved in
such acts as full-blooded “Americans.” I didn’t see any family members sitting behind
Trump representing the victims of the record number of mass shootings (nearly
all by white American “dreamers”), and the MS-13 gang problem that he is
fixated on because they are Hispanic (Russian and Chinese immigrant organized
crime in this country is a much bigger—albeit not discussed—problem) is wildly overblown,
and in no way is representative of the Hispanic “culture” that so many
disparage. Ignorance abounds, and why not? Trump’s appalling lack of knowledge
about “chain migration”—in fact in takes as long as 25 years (in the case of
Mexican immigrants) to bring an aged family member into the country proves that
this man is out of his depth morally and ethically.
Even in a “progressive” city like
Seattle, most people are too “superior” to even be seen in the same company as
a Hispanic individual (well, maybe an attractive Latina with something to “sell”),
and in places that are not “progressive,” like Kent (where a black man was
brutally battered in the head with a baseball bat yesterday by a Samoan man for
the mistaken belief that he had sexual
relations with his sister), I constantly encounter scraggly-bearded white men
in filthy clothes looking for scapegoats for their pathetic lives who just want
a reason to beat-up someone who looks like me, or bigoted white women who make it a “point” that
I know they’ve locked their car doors (actually, according to a police memo I
happened upon, the Russian mob controls the car theft and drug racket in the
area). I wish these bigots could walk a mile in my shoes.
Let’s be open to historical truth
for once. This land “belonged” for tens of thousands of years to Native
Americans, and most Hispanics have indigenous people “blood” in them—which is
more than what white Americans can say. Nobody asked or wanted Europeans to
come here, but they did. The simply took what they wanted, with or without “treaties.”
They all had “dreams,” hoping to escape religious persecution like the Puritans,
or hoping that a “new world” would bring new opportunities that they did not
find in their home countries. Until 1924, all they needed to be a “legal” immigrant
was the price of boat fare, and the majority of white Americans today
benefitted from that rather lax immigration policy. But like white women who have
benefited from affirmative action far more than under-represented minorities,
they hate the idea now because in their arrogance and conceit they can only see
the world through the prism of white privilege.
Thus in regard to the recipients
of DACA, Trump can’t help but disparage them as “undeserving.” In The
New Yorker, columnist Amy Davidson Sorkin noted during the SOTUS “At
another point, Trump said, in a petulant tone, ‘Americans are dreamers, too,’
as if anyone had been given reason to doubt that. As my colleague Jonathan
Blitzer noted this was a complaint about the Dreamers (who, the ‘too’
suggested, were not Americans) and one of a peculiar kind. It wasn’t just the
substance of the Dreamers’ aspirations—their hope for documentation, for a
chance to work in the country they grew up in—that Trump seemed to resent but
that they aspired at all. Dreaming was something Americans did; why did they
think that they deserved to? More than that, he made it sound as though dreams
could be intruded upon—as if it cheapened dreams if the wrong sort of people
shared them. But dreams are not hotel suites. It is, perhaps, odd that a career
peddler of mass fantasies like Trump could be so put off by what he presents as
presumption, to the point where he regards it as a theft. This is, perhaps,
where pride comes in. Trump, it seems, mistakes exclusivity and arrogance for
strength. But they are not the same thing, not remotely.”
Once more, we must channel Aldous
Huxley and note the refusal of Trump and his anti-nonwhite immigrant following
to treat these people as individuals with their own aspirations for something
better than what they had before. “They” are all lumped together in one group
with disparaging traits applied to them; there is no effort to understand any
of these people’s personal point of view, or what it is like to be constantly beaten
on with ignorant falsehoods and never being able to speak for themselves,
especially on 24-hour cable news programming like CNN, where the only people
that “matter” are either white or black.
Comic Andy Borowitz tried to put
a humorous spin on the proceedings, satirizing Trump’s failed effort to be appear
compassionate:
“In all my
years of practicing medicine, I have never met a patient as healthy and
vigorous as President Trump,” Dr. Ronny Jackson said. “But the sustained effort
of simulating compassion proved too much for someone who has never exercised
that part of his brain before.”
Shortly after Trump spent a gruelling ninety minutes pretending to care
about immigrants, the unemployed, and other people whom he normally dismisses
as losers, aides noticed that he was turning from a bright orange to a slightly
paler orange before crumpling to the ground in a giant heap.
“If you have never spent a moment thinking about a human being besides
yourself, imagine trying to pretend you are doing that for a solid ninety
minutes,” Jackson said. “It’s physically punishing.”
Immediately following his collapse, Trump was rushed to the Walter Reed
National Military Medical Center, where a brain scan showed that his brush with
human feelings did no permanent damage.
But as others have pointed out,
Trump reserves his “compassion” only for white nationalists, xenophobes and
nativists who fear the “browning” of America, and not just by Hispanics, as the
growth of south and east Asian immigrants have exploded both in legal and
illegal terms (one in every six persons from India are technically in the
country illegally). Although the media did not mention it, most of the targets
of the ICE raids on 7-Elevens a few weeks ago were Indians, and here in Washington
I noted that a few local convenience stores seemed to subsequently be shy a few
employees, probably out of fear that their operations might be targeted too.
We ought to strive for something better, morally and ethically.
After all there was a time when America promoted itself as a land where the “tired,
your poor, your huddled masses yearning to be free” were welcome. Did this only
mean for Europeans? I blame the U.S. for most of the drug violence in Mexico today that so many in that country are trying to escape on two counts: it's insatiable appetite for illegal drugs, and its "war" on the Colombian drug lords, which didn't stop the trade, only moving it and its violence further north. There has to be a "price" to pay for American stupidity. And the immigrants from Central America—an area that as I noted
before that the U.S. had the devil’s hand in creating inequality, impoverishment
and violence--no doubt see themselves in the same light as those European immigrants back then (today, the arrogant among them are just trying to take high-paying jobs). But "Mexicans" are not really “human”
are they? Not like white people, right? They have nothing to “contribute,” except
doing the “dirty work”—but we have unemployed black persons who should be
consigned to that type of thing. So much for their "dreams," huh? At least they are “Americans”—although not as “real”
as those who are white.
There was an American from a
humble background who lived his dream as a great singer, and who never forgot
where he came from. His name was Elvis Presley. When he performed “If I Can
Dream” on his 1968 television comeback special, you could tell he was speaking
from the heart:
There
must be lights burning brighter somewhere,
Got to be birds flying higher in a sky more blue
If I can dream of a better land
Where all my brothers walk hand in hand
Tell me why, oh why, oh why can't my dream come true
oh why
Got to be birds flying higher in a sky more blue
If I can dream of a better land
Where all my brothers walk hand in hand
Tell me why, oh why, oh why can't my dream come true
oh why
There must be peace and understanding sometime
Strong winds of promise that will blow away the doubt and fear
If I can dream of a warmer sun
Where hope keeps shining on everyone
Tell me why, oh why, oh why won't that sun appear
We're
lost in a cloud
With too much rain
We're trapped in a world
That's troubled with pain
But as long as a man
Has the strength to dream
He can redeem his soul and fly
With too much rain
We're trapped in a world
That's troubled with pain
But as long as a man
Has the strength to dream
He can redeem his soul and fly
Deep in my heart there's a trembling question
Still I am sure that the answer gonna come somehow
Out there in the dark, there's a beckoning candle
And while I can think, while I can talk
While I can stand, while I can walk
While I can dream, please let my dream
Come true, right now
Let it come true right now
Oh yeah
While I can stand, while I can walk
While I can dream, please let my dream
Come true, right now
Let it come true right now
Oh yeah
This is not the kind of “dream” that
Trump, his neo-Nazi pal David Duke, the worm in the White House apple Steven
Miller or the xenophobe Ann Coulter are talking about. This is the kind of
dream that America is supposed to be about, or pretends to be about. The
reality, it seems to me, is that it is hard to distinguish between people
pretending to live what the American Dream is really about, and those who would deny it to others simply because
of the color of their skin.
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