I’m Done

I’m done. Over it. No more Mr. Nice Guy. Fini.

It was in the shadow of the Civil Rights Act of 1964. I tolerated their luring—no, race-baiting—the South, turning it from marginally Democratic to the core of the Republican Party. That change in political balance, that swing to the right has impacted everything in the US since.

I tolerated their “America, love it or leave it” ultimatum during the War in Vietnam when they told demonstrators challenging US policy, the status quo, or authority they should leave. I tolerated their blind view of patriotism and ignoring the Constitutional ideals of freedom of speech and democracy, because, I thought, we simple saw things differently.

I tolerated their reducing women who led the early feminist movement as man haters, lesbians, and anti-family.

I tolerated their calling pro-choice advocates baby killers.

I tolerated their rebranding equal rights for the LGBTQ+ communities as “special rights.”

I tolerated their dominance and control in the Reagan 1980s, passing laws that predictably would, and have, ruined and divided the United States.

I tolerated their heartless disregard for people with AIDS.

I tolerated their instant hate for Hillary Clinton when she became the First Lady because she, as a young First Lady of Arkansas, opted to maintain her career in law rather than be a stay-at-home traditional housewife.

I tolerated Newt Gingrich’s hijacking the already intolerant Republican Party and turning it into a party of bullies and blatant liars. The demonizing tactics used under his leadership in the 1994 midterm election to dehumanize and attack anyone who disagreed with them may have been effective, but they were despicable.

I tolerated the birth of Fox News, adopting the Gingrich playbook.

I tolerated the Shakespearian hanging-chad election of George W. Bush, because, even though it was obvious he was unqualified for the presidency, nor had he legitimately won, he appeared to be a “nice guy.” Logically then, I had to tolerate the appointment of his henchmen, Dick Cheney and Karl Rove, who are not nice men, to run the country.

That is when I decided I would leave the US upon retirement.

But I didn’t change my mind when Barack Obama was elected president. While I was elated, I had a feeling it was too good to be true. In hindsight, I now wonder if Russia, knowing that race is at the core of everything political in the US, somehow manipulated those election results, infiltrating some key states’ voting systems, because they knew his election would create crippling turmoil.

I tolerated Michelle Obama’s “When they go low, we go high” quote, because I have the utmost respect for her. But, after decades of navigating the high road, I now disagree with the sentiment. Haven’t we endured enough shit? Isn’t it time to punch back? It is obvious Republicans can not process facts, science, and reasoning. They have a clear disdain for educated people. They only understand hate and fear. It is time to fight fire with fire. It is time to go low. Threaten. Intimidate. Scare the hell out of them.

I tolerated their lack of concern for the countless violent deaths of young Black people, often by cops, but always driven by hate, that lead to Black Lives Matter. I had tolerated their indifference through most of my life because as a White man, I wasn’t impacted. And I still had hope. Albeit, it was only a single strand.

But my tolerance shriveled when cell phone cameras began capturing the reality and brutality of these murders. I say some of their names: Trayvon Martin, Michael Brown, Eric Garner, Tamir Rice, Akai Gurley, Sandra Bland, Freddie Gray, Korryn Gaines, Ahmaul Arbery, and Breonna Taylor.

And when Donald tRump, who I had considered a piece of shit long before his entrance into politics, even before his creation of The Apprentice, concocted the false racist Birther Theory to discredit Barack Obama and presented it to Fox News and they ran with it, my tolerance ran out.

That is when I emigrated to Mexico.

I did not tolerate for one second Hillary Clinton’s apology for calling tRump supporters “a basket of deplorables.” There was no reason to apologize to deplorable people who purposely use insulting language against groups to which they do not relate, citing their disdain for “political correctness” and their right to free speech, and then complain when they are the target of insults. Oh, dear. Poor deplorables. Their feelings were hurt. “You can’t call us that,” they wailed. “We are human and have feelings.” The hypocrisy of their “feelings” was exposed, their plea for “political correctness,” although they would never call it that, sanctimonious, and their claiming the right to free speech laughable. Hillary, regardless of the political fallout, should not have apologized.

I became intolerant when tRump was elected, not by the people, but by Russia and the Electoral College. That ended my naivete and hope, for as a guy from uber-progressive Seattle I had always been protected from the depth of the hate and stupidity in the rest of AmeriKKKa. I had estimated the racists out there numbered 20%, maybe 25%. I had never considered that someone as vile as tRump could maintain 40% support in polls as long as he did. And I realized tRump was only the tip of the iceberg, the visible part of the problem.

And I became angrily intolerant when Colin Kaepernik was demonized by tRump and his band of morons, those poor excuses for humans, for trying to end the US’s centuries of lies and hypocrisy.

And then, we witnessed Central Park’s criminal dogwalker Amy Cooper threaten Harvard-educated birdwatcher Christian Cooper by using White privilege and racist hate to intimidate him. But it got worse. Just days later, we watched a pig—I’m sorry. I mean cop—I’m sorry. I mean policeman—I’m sorry. I do mean pig—murder George Floyd.

And my angry intolerance became hateful intolerance.

And I decided my tolerance for 1960s,’70s, and ’80’s Republicans had been a mistake. We didn’t just disagree or see things differently. We did not share “American” values. Their conservative souls were dark, evil, and heartless. They just hid it well. And I decided that, unless individuals repudiate tRump and the policies of the 2000s Repugnicant Party, I would no longer allow them into my life. Unless a Republican goes on public record or tells me personally (s)he hates tRump and ALL that he stands for, I consider that individual deplorable and a persona non grata.

Those individuals will get no attention from me. They will not be allowed in my life in any way. Because of their party’s blatant hate for anyone who threatens their “values,” and its insidious deceptions and rationalizations, they have lost the privilege and good fortune to have me in their life. That means Facebook “friends.” That means people from the past. That means tRumpies here in Ajijic. It is pay-back time.

And they have the Republican Party, with a spotlight on Newt Gingrich, Fox News, and donald tRump to thank. They taught me how to hate well.

To those who think I need to “let it go,” I let it go for far too long. We all did. I tolerated. I hoped. I waited. I tried to find humor in all their shit.

The decent people of the US need to stop being tolerant of the right wing. They need to stop being reactive and become proactive, nipping bad behavior, hateful policies, and evil people in the bud. Stop it now even if that means extreme action!

If you are stunned by my words, remember, you were warned and you chose to read on. Remember the title of this article and its first ten words. I’m done.

2 thoughts on “I’m Done

  1. Tom, my feelings and my thoughts could not have been more beautifully expressed…..You deserve to have this published internationally so that more people around the world could read it…..js

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