I have no idea what is going to happen tomorrow. None of us do. All we can do is hope cooler heads prevail and all of those running their mouths off, on both sides, will dial down the rhetoric. Based on the last couple of weeks, I’m not very hopeful. I suspect history will not look back on the early years of this decade kindly.
I know I won’t, especially this month.
I want to get this point across clearly: I am not now, nor ever have been, a member of any political party. I hate political parties almost as much as I hate politicians. Like most people I know who are to the right of Stalin, we saw the events of Jan. 6th as an insanely stupid thing to do. Not only was it doomed to fail to accomplish anything, all it did was make everyone to the right of Stalin look like an insurrectionist and cede the high moral ground to the extreme left.
I thought I’d made that clear in my first-ever comment on the event, but apparently because I did not call for the immediate execution of anyone to the right of Stalin I was branded an insurrectionist, a Nazi and an anti-Semite. What makes it worse is these labels came from friends and family who know better but appear to have lost all connection to sanity.
I’ve seen people – friends and family – turn into monsters. I know I’m not the only one to have witnessed this, nor am I the only one who has had to sever ties with their own family and friends. The reason why is both infuriating and heartbreaking: Politics. The most worthless of causes to end the bonds of friendship and blood over.
Yet, here we are – all over the country – doing just that.
If we do not stop this madness and start understanding why people on the other side feel the way they do, if we don’t start trying to find a way to accept that not everyone sees things the same way, that we aren’t always right just because we say we are, that no one gets everything they want, and stop making people we disagree with into “Nazis” simply because they don’t share our politics, then this will only end badly.
There is more I’d like to say here, but in the time of Cancel Culture led by the full fury of the karenwaffen I think I will keep it to myself for now. I’ve had my fill of being falsely accused of everything from being an insurrectionist to a Nazi to an anti-Semite in the last two weeks, thank you very much. And I’ve had my fill commenting on politics here too. I’ve got books to write and that’s what I am going to focus on from now on.
But later tonight I will go to bed with both hope and dread. Hoping that we aren’t in a room filled with dynamite and people on both sides of the aisle trying to light a match while dreading what is to come if we are. When I wake up tomorrow morning this will be my first thought:
How did it come to this?