Revolution Again!

Here we are. November 17, 2016. And I haven't said a thing about the presidential election last week. I've heard disappointment from some, and, actually, relief from another, but I inadvertently (Haha!) googled Ben Franklin. He was born in 1706. Which means the Declaration of Independence was signed when he was 70 years old!

I'm sitting here thinking I'm 66, too old to make a footprint and, whoa!, I've been "Age-Shamed" by some dead guy almost 250 years ago!

The gloves are coming off now. I can't take the time to engage in complete essays like the Federalist Papers,, but you understand that will be my model in the posts to follow.


I did not vote for Donald Trump. And, like most voting Americans, I did not vote because I liked Hillary Clinton. I was absolutely terrified by Donald Trump winning the election. And now, 9 days after he actually won, I'm more terrified than ever.

Such an odd election. Trump actually reflected more of my views (economically) than any other Republican candidate for decades. He differed from me, of course, when those economic principles countered his own economic interests, which, of course, are many, and great, and, um, well, not mine or the country's.

But I will leave my critique of his policy "whatevers" to later.

For now, I want to address the greatest fear I have.

The degradation of discourse in political and social communication is downright scary!!

We just elected a candidate who admitted to grabbing strange women "by the pussy" and telling those who disagree with him to go "Fuck Themselves!" Aside from the stark horror of realizing that half of my countrymen back that approach to, not only life, but politics, I realize that my daughter and granddaughter are under attack from people I don't even know!

I always thought that if I knew someone to grab my daughter's, or my granddaughter's pussy, without their permission, I would, frankly, kill them. And now, it is a permissible act, as per our now President-Elect. (!?!?!?) I fear I will be going to jail because the environment of what is now "permissible" has been expanded to my definition of what is NOT "permissible."

And it goes beyond that.

The attitude of mocking what you don't like or understand, like the actual ridiculing by mockery by the now President-Elect, of a reporter for his disability, as he did months ago, shows me a person of shallow morals, and less than moral character.

And that "mocking," "Mean" attitude has grown to more and more of the population. Without the fear of that "Oh, we resent that 'Politically Correct" intrusion in our lives!", people are now free to tell the world they really DO hate those "goddamned Niggers!"

Am I the only one to see the irony of those "righteous people" holding those Dixie Flags telling the cameras that "Those demonstrators against Trump should just accept that they lost!"? Really?! 150 years, people!! Holding the Confederate flags?!?! Get Over It!!  I guess the fight is just now starting again. Sigh. . .

As old as I am, as tired as I am, in the spirit of Benjamin Franklin, I will join it!

Here we Go!