I used to do a decent amount of blogging back in the early 2000s. When Bush and Cheney ruled and I feared the worst, I also lived in constant frustration with the Democratic Party for being unable to express to voters that there is a difference — it’s not the same on both sides. In fact, most Democrats are about everything most of us care about day by day.
Coming back to DK after all these years and scanning through what I wrote then, I nearly fall out of my chair.
Bush and Cheney were criminals — pure and simple. America did things I never thought my government would do. We were lied to. Our freedoms were stolen. We were expected to live in fear. And somehow the Democratic Party had nothing to say that would help people understand what was actually happening.
And here we are again. And once again, we don’t want to see what’s happening, so we just don’t. Now, that’s a huge generalization because I know that a great many of us see exactly what’s happening. A great many of us feel pretty helpless because nothing we do seems to move us even slightly off this dangerous path. And how is it that so many Americans seem to think that
now it’s time to say it
fascism
is a good idea — right here; right now.
So I need to write. I have to get it out. I know people on this platform have their heads on straight. I know I’m preaching to the choir, but maybe, in the exchange of ideas, in the commiserating, in the midst of the screaming, maybe we will surface some ideas that work.
I have a lot to say about Trump (from now on, only “45”). I know him too well. I know people like him, I’ve been a victim of his ilk. When I do talk about him, it will not be to diminish the danger he poses, but to provide my perspective as to why he is so relentlessly dangerous to everything we hold dear.
We’ll save that for another story. I’ve always appreciated the respect and discourse of this platform. I hope it hasn’t changed too much over the years. I’m looking forward to connecting again…
before I lose my mind.
