TICK, TICK, BOOM! THERE GOES MY CREDULITY at state of events in this once singular country called USA, or America. The people have truly become gladiators, watching misery 4 sport, inflicting same on each other…and pointing fingers afterward, if not guns, which will be quite soon, anyway…
2nd Amendment right to bear arms, beloved by hunters and the National Rifle Association alike, which in the 1770’s, referred to a well armed militia, “shall not be infringed…” The Founding Fathers could have scarcely imagined what their words would devolve into today, and they would be locked in furious debate, then action, on what it means to have a well armed militia…certainly not men who bring an arsenal of one man, hundreds of automatic machine guns, from long distances, aimed at crowds of concert goers, or Sandy Hook, or Wal-Mart, or the thousands of places synonymous w carnage of citizens. We inure ourselves to the continuing blood letting, even when one day it will hit us, or someone we love, which is inevitable in this course of events, because NRA and the people have run amok, from what the creators of this republic intended.
I do not have it against responsible gun ownership, or hunting for food, or even enjoyment, anymore than I hate fishers, who sustainably catch fish for us to eat. It’s just that there has been a sea change in America, and it is us. We r governed by consent, by the vote, and the men and women we choose to send to Washington DC r supposed to represent us, and our convictions, our ideals, being our Representatives, Senators and the President himself. So evidently, we have chosen to self-immolate, to be impaled upon our own swords, or in this case, flattened by bullets, hollow point, machine guns, masses of bodies, not unlike war, which we r reminded, is hell. We have chosen this 4 ourselves, by electing such representatives, and not doing anything meaningful to combat same.
Thus, the mass murders will continue, ad infinitem. Like Trump rallies, Making America Great again, pie in the sky 4 everyone, or “let ’em eat cake,” famously uttered by Marie Antoinette…because we r who we elect, at the end of the day. And the policies they espouse, by necessity, have to be our policies, so the results keep pouring out in blood and soft tissue injuries in ER’s all over America…this is who we r now. We r consenting to this way of life, if we allow the blood soaked carnage to continue, with no changes, ever. Only the same tired words of “prayers and condolences” 4 those lost. Even when it’s innocent children at school, we shake our heads, but WE DO NOTHING. Put flowers, toys, memorials up all over USA, in place of people murdered by our collective indifference.
It is the same w acquittal of Impeachment, a conclusion foreseen by many, by virtue of our partisan times, and the Senate, held trial, briefly, w great orations of Constitutional scholars and lawyers on top of their games. The Senate seats 53 Republicans and 47 Democrats, effectively, as 2 Independents caucus w the Democrats always…and so we could foresee that final votes would stack up on these party lines, but for a single history making objection of conscience by one Senator Mitt Romney, of Utah, on a single Article of Impeachment, voting Guilty, on Abuse of Power.
Whatever u think of this single vote of Guilty, it was significant, and risky politically for Romney to cast such vote, in controversion of his own Party, the only Senator to ever buck the trend of staying in line w them. He has 4 more years to serve in his Senate term, so we will not hear what Utah thinks about it politically until he has to run 4 office again. He voted his conscience, in finding the POTUS guilty, and explaining why he did so. It took courage and conviction at least, something sorely lacking in Washington DC today. He stood up. Even if u disagree w his action, u have to admire that he voted his conscience, against the will of the party. He will pay some price 4 this, I am sure.
I am reminded of today’s days in terms of TV shows we watch and stream on computers, tablets, cell phones, wherever u get your video fare…and it is not unlike watching the Gladiators in combat at the Roman Colosseum, when Emperors put men into the arena, to be slashed to pieces, by men on chariots, w swords, or to be eaten by lions and other wild animals, while the wealthy of Rome watched safely from the stands…condemned men, but w no elements of a free, fair trial, all it took was accusation and innuendo, perhaps a jealous mate, or a rival, to denounce u, and 2 be put to death so publicly, so cruelly…
Today we have shows like Survivor, America’s Got Talent, where acts r encouraged to do death defying balances over fires, on thin wires, atop stacked chairs, many dozens of feet high, escaping from manacles under water, w risk of drowning, throwing yourself out of a live cannon, by explosion….The Bachelor and The Bachelorette, where beautiful people who r pre-screened for attractiveness, at least certain levels of making a living, who r contrived to be put into falling in love situations, deliberately, then eliminated, in competition for the choice of a red rose, who is left standing? One by one, a certain majority will have their hearts broken, only in search of being “the one.” And we the people watch, remembering our own misadventures w love, and being glad that they got their hearts broken, as we once did also, or even repeatedly. It’s called “schadenfreude,” this enjoyment of other people’s misery, that we feed on, being glad that someone else has suffered, not us, this time. We LOVE to watch danger, even when it is real, not acted, or to watch heartbreak, “or the thousand natural shocks flesh is heir to,” (W. Shakespeare, Hamlet, Act 3, sc. 1).
This is who we are, both today, yesterday and tomorrow. No wonder we r a failed experiment as a species. If an intelligent advanced alien out there saw us, he would conclude us mad, and maybe serve us up, in a nice soup, or “fava beans w a nice Chianti…” (Silence of the Lambs, Hannibal Lechter, to Agent Clarice Starling). Eat up, my fellow Earthlings: it’s much later than we think. And toast to us too, while we r at it. U can choose your wine, or your blood, freely, as u wish, as this is America, in the 21st Century. And we are our country. Symbolically and literally, WE THE PEOPLE. Today, that constitutes an epitaph, the opening words of the hallowed Constitution.