Mea culpa! Mea culpa! Mea maxima culpa!
I owe the Republican Party an apology. I have long believed and said, both verbally and in writing, that the Republican Party, supposedly tainted by its association with conservative-evangelical / -fundamentalist, anti-intellectual Christianity, culminating in essentially unanimous Republican support for Betsy DeVos as the Secretary of Education, has styled itself the anti-education Party, the Party that has become the political home of people like HUD Secretary Ben “Don’t Need No Stinkin’ Big Bang” Carson, and Energy Secretary Rick Perry who, fortified with a C grade-point average earned on the way to an animal husbandry baccalaureate degree from Texas A&M University (football cheer: “Whoop-Haw!”), assumes the custodianship of the Nation
I couldn't find a song that really fit with this poem, but this was a unique presentation that stood out. The poem is mine, and not nearly as spiritual as I wish it were. But maybe the combination will inspire you today.
I am here.
I am here
Even though society does its best to erase me.
I'm good for nothing, or so they say.
I don't deserve a roof over my head.
I don't deserve to be taken care of like a "real" person.
Why do I make them so angry?
Why do they blame me for being a victim of my body?
If I disappeared tomorrow, how would it change their lives?
I'm not going anywhere.
They can't erase me.
They can't pretend I don't exist.
I've found my voice
I'm not afraid to use it.
I am ...
Does anyone besides me remember the kerfuffle about all the Donald Trump statues cropping up all over the place a few weeks ago? I don’t think the matter has yet quite outlived Andy Warhol’s 15 minutes of fame. But Donald Trump is like one of his eponymous wines (Chateau Tres Belle Mar-A-Lago Drumpf): it turns to vinegar in about 15 minutes, so I can’t afford to wait too long to discuss it. So let the games begin!
Anyone who has read even one of my columns knows that I revile Donald Trump, the Trump brand, and everything both he and it stand for. Regardless of whatever god may exist, Donald Trump is one of that god’s more egregious mistakes. So what follows is not a defense of Donald Trump. Rather, it is a defense of decency even in the face of extreme provocation, because trying t