I Feel So Alone

Helpless and Hopeless

Since the expected results of the Trump impeachment have become known, I have felt a mixture of anger and depression and helplessness and hopelessness. Every time I see that orange amoral bastard on television flaunting what he thinks is his exoneration and the joy of his Republican coconspirators at the denigration of their oaths of office and Constitutional duties I seethe with contempt. Except for one lone Republican, Sen. Mitt Romney, who upheld his oath of office, the GOP affirmed that King Donald was indeed above the laws of our land.

Then Trump delivered an hour and a half of self-aggrandizement and outright lies to the titillation of his Republican colleagues and supporters. This was not a State of the Union address. It was a coronation acceptance speech! Perhaps the most deplorable and disgusting part of his victory celebration was to present the Presidential Medal of Freedom to conservative propagandist Rush Limbaugh, one of the most infamous blatant racists and bigots to ever walk the land of our country. Limbaugh joins the company of Rosa Parks, Mother Theresa, JFK, and Martin Luther King Jr.!

The medal is forever tarnished by his inclusion in this group of humanitarians. What was even more despicable was the fact that Fred Guttenburg, the father of one of the victims of the Parkland School shooting, was ejected from the SOTU after yelling something about Trump’s statement regarding his support of gun rights. Gutenburg was ejected while Limbaugh, who has called the Parkland shooting a conspiracy and harrassed the parents of the Sandy Hook victims while saying the shootings never happened, received the Medal of Freedom!

At the end of Trump’s diatribe, House Speaker Nancy Pelosi tore up her copy of Trump’s speech which caused the Republicans to have a conniption fit and crap their tighty whities. They were appalled. Oddly they aren’t upset when Trump mocks handicapped people, or calls African countries shitholes, or calls immigrants drug addicts and criminals, calls women fat and ugly, and refers to white nationalists as “very good people”.

The more I hear this moran speak the more I hate him and the more I fear for our country. I think what angers me the most is not Trump, but some of my neighbors and some of my fellow Americans. I am angered because they either support this demagogue or they accept him and do nothing. After the half time show during the Super Bowl, I listened to my rightwing religious nutjob of a neighbor sound off about the pornographic display from “those Spanish hookers” and blaming the liberals’ war on Christianity for the decline of our society. Others on Facebook called it unAmerican and unpatriotic because of that “foreign flag” and the Spanish language. The last time I checked Puerto Rico was part of the United States.

Where are these people when children die of neglect in the detention centers on our Southern border or children are crammed into cages at these centers? Where are these people when immigrant children are ripped from their parents and given to adoption agencies owned by Trump’s Secretary of Education, Betsy Devos? They’re probably in church praying that Trump will remain in office.

Sure, it’s only been a week since we launched our new publication, so maybe I’m being a bit impatient. But, as is the norm with Medium, a story is published and after 24 to 48 hours it dies. No more views. No more reads. No more support. No more caring. Like thousands of other stories, our few stories have become lost in the labyrinth that is Medium. We’ve had readers, but they don’t seem to be moved to action enough to either follow us or join as a writer.

I’m angry that our articles are not getting any exposure. I’m angry that I can’t find a more effective way to promote our publication and I’m angry that Medium doesn’t facilitate promoting the work of its writers. Sure, it would be nice if the articles would be curated and curated in a timely fashion, but I’m not holding my breath. Advocating for democracy, freedom of speech and freedom of the press don’t seem to be priorities. However, they will be once they’re lost. What good is freedom of the press and freedom of speech if you don’t have the balls to defend those freedoms?

Rest assured that as you are reading this article Trump is planning his revenge for his impeachment. He has already attacked Mitt Romney’s faith at, of all things, a prayer breakfast. His attacks on anyone who spoke against him will continue, in both frequency and intensity. He is already encouraging his cultist supporters to demand he serves more than two terms. He knows that once he leaves office he will be arrested and will be imprisoned, so he will do anything to remain in power. He will become like a rabid caged animal.

I hope that soon that America and my fellow writers here wake up and realize what’s at stake. If you join The Militant as a writer you won’t get rich, but what the hell is money if you haven’t got your freedoms. If you feel helpless like me, and I’m sure there are many of you out there, please join me and Sherry and speak out. If not for yourselves, for your children and grandchildren. If you think we’re crying wolf, think about the warnings before the holocaust and then think of what you will tell your children about why you remained silent.

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