As the nation observes the national holiday of Martin Luther King, Jr. Day (and racist legislators in Alabama and Mississippi also celebrate gentleman traitor Robert E. Lee), a billionaire-studded contingent will be on hand, in a warm room, the paying crowd and mass of police outside freezing, to witness the historic swearing in of a president who stole top secret government documents as he left the White House after fomenting a many tentacled criminal conspiracy culminating in a violent insurrection to prevent certification of his election loss. Never in American history has this 1933 German scenario been played out: a ruthless and vindictive dictator, hellbent on absolute power, found guilty of major crimes, implicated in deaths, being sworn in as the lawful head of state. Brings to mind this expressive gif:
We have had racist presidents before. I was taught that Woodrow Wilson was an important progressive president who started the income tax and was the moral force behind the League of Nations, forerunner of the UN. What every Black person I’ve ever discussed Wilson with already knew, I had to learn. Born in the South in 1856, he was a boy during the Confederacy and the Civil War. He hated Blacks and ordered the resegregation of the federal civil service as soon as he got into office. He also hosted DW Griffith, director of the groundbreaking 1915 cinematic epic Birth of A Nation, at the White House. Griffith screened the first film ever shown at the White House. I was subjected to much of this film as a graduate student and will summarize what I saw.
After the Civil War, down in the persecuted southland, Blacks were strutting around, completely out of control. They were rich, and gaudily flaunted their wealth, lording their newfound power over the downtrodden whites, who they bullied. Good Christian white folks were being dominated by these overbearing Blacks and were legitimately intimidated, particularly since the Blacks were backed by a hostile army of Union soldiers with rifles and bayonets. White women were in constant danger of rape by the out of control, savage Black men. It is likely that more than one struggling white woman was dragged off to be defiled off screen by the savage Blacks, as the white men watched in hopeless horror.
In reel two or three a noble group of selfless modern day knights arose, to protect female Christian purity from these sick, depraved former slaves, now domineering oppressors. They rode in on horseback, looking absolutely ridiculous in their stylized Ku Klux Klan regalia, the piano music swelled (it was a silent film) and soon these heroes were giving holy hell to the Blacks, who richly deserved it. My classmates and I were all relieved when the long class was over, though the film had another hour yet to go. The professor tried to get us to stay, I don’t think any of us did.
The racist progressive Woodrow Wilson, president of the United States and klan sympathizer, had this comment about DW Griffith’s groundbreaking masterpiece:
So the upcoming horror show with the current cast of depraved and destructive psychopaths, while sickeningly real, with their ability to write history in something much more powerful than lightning (for political purposes), also has to be kept in perspective. Extreme enough pain can jar us out of apathy and despair and mobilize us to find a cure.
When the finality of an ugly, senseless conflict with a group of my longtime friends, who refused to consider the truth before pronouncing an irreversible death sentence, became painfully clear to me, when the brutal irrationality of it hurt badly enough every single day, I had to wake up. Waking up from a nightmare and recovering yourself can be hard, but if the nightmare is hellish enough, wake you it will.
This upcoming shitstorm will wake enough of us up to fight it to a standstill and disable it in 2026, or indifferent fate will allow the very worst of human possibility moving forward. For me, I don’t intend to leave any of this up to fate.
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