“You’re Grounded for Doing a Trumpy”

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“Keep your head down, keep on working, and always keep the police on your side.”

It’s the only way to get through this. Learn from it, deal with it.

The day after someone like Trump wins the election, all the pundits in the world can examine the data, but those of us who are clever and are survivors will think of what to do.

What to do.

They are rioting in the streets today.

Usually such degree of unpopularity in a president is only achieved at the end of their terms, not at minus seventy-two days!

A Pettiness I Must Expiate

I do not like that the American people have elected such a man. I do not like his surrogates on CNN, who bristle with largely ignorant hubris to my eye, and for them to end up winning, and gloating, is very hard to bear. I am offended and insulted, and aggravated by their assumption of correctness that I cannot dent. It is a pettiness of mine.

The only way to bear it is to recognize that the majority of Trump’s supporters do not approve of his arrogance, his dishonesty, his misogyny and his braggadocio.

But What About the Children

I watched Van Jones, tearfully, asking, “How do I explain this to my children. I have friends who ask if they should leave the country…this was a whitelash!”

What to do. Van Jones will come to the answer, but I know what to do. And he will too.

“Keep your head down, keep on working, and always keep the police on your side.”

This has been my mantra for years, though I change it subtlely when I work in a hospital, as I normally do: “Keep your head down, keep on working, and always keep the nurses on your side.”

In politics, obviously, you have to take the good with the bad. You never get everything you want in a single candidate. That is the essence of democracy. You only get one president, and whoever they are, they cannot be all things to all people.

 What Were They Thinking?

The realization that came to me this morning, after many tears in the middle of the night, was that our friends to the south were not embracing the hubris in their president. Nor were they embracing the misogyny. They don’t really want their president to be a failure as a business-man, who declared bankruptcy four to six times to milk the system. Nor do they want their president to stiff his creditors, or cheat the tax man, or to brag so egregiously. They don’t want their president to rape women, or even to grope them, which is essentially the same thing. They don’t really want him to be a liar, or a cheat, or an ignoramus. In fact, they probably want him to be a hero, but nobody can be a hero in this day and age.

But you have to take the bad with the good. They wanted a change…a change from the politicians who they think are fixated on self-interest, and continued unrelenting control. They wanted a change from the stagnant economic doldrums, even though no leader can deliver them from those doldrums. They wanted someone to re-establish American hegemony, when such power has quite naturally passed them by. They wanted someone to make them lovable again, when years of self-centered American dirty trick foreign policy which created the hatred they feel so keenly in the backs of their necks, make them anything but lovable.

They wanted a miracle and they thought change in any form would give it to them. Or at least give that miracle a chance.

It was an unholy alliance of the con and those who wished to be conned.

 The American Dream

Americans want the American Dream again, but it is a mirage. They want to know that if they work hard, they too have the chance to become a Trump, or a Buffett, or a Gates, or another billionaire, when in fact, such occurrence is based often more on good luck than good management.

The American Dream has always been built on slavery. Of some kind, anyway. Four hundred years of slavery, which in latter years has been transformed into the more subtle ‘gap.’ Instead of ‘work for nothing,’ it is ‘work for pittance,’ when the 1% control the wealth of the 99%. And rich white old males reap the American Dream while asking others why they cannot succeed, others who can only pine for the excesses enjoyed by the few. But that distant allure only encourages them all to persist with a system that seems to make such dreams possible.

The Donald epitomizes the American Dream: inheriting wealth which self-perpetuates no matter how incompetent the beneficiary happens to be. Maybe they inherited money, or fame, or status, or class, or education, but whatever it was, that quality put that individual a step above others, and that advantage is what every American Dreamer pines for.

To get ahead.

Like the two hunters, one putting his shoes on while the other urges him to run, the first explaining that he doesn’t need to out run the bear that is coming, he just needs to outrun his friend who is urging him on.

In the end, as superficial as it was, old white males, and a whole bunch of their followers, decided to ignore Trump’s obvious faults, Trumpies, if you will, and instead decided to follow him over the cliff if only to get some kind of change.

Maybe that desire for change is healthy, after all. It’s what Bernie offered too, but in the end, the system decided Trump might succeed where Bernie would not. Or perhaps one part of the system knew that Bernie would succeed, and so he needed to be suppressed.

Basically, the American people decided that Trump’s obvious faults, the Trumpies, were ones they could live with and ignore, as long as he also provided the change they saw in his empty promises.

And it all makes a bizarre kind of sense. Americans, for the most part, do not need a role model to demonstrate how to behave. They know already that they should not be liars, or sexual predators, or braggarts, or cheaters, or conspiracy theorists. So they don’t really have to worry too much if their president is one of those, or even all of those. What they want is someone who will deliver them from the doldrums, who will return them to the prosperity they enjoyed in the past, even if all reality informs them they can never enjoy it again in the future.

So they voted for someone with empty promises balanced against faults they need no instruction to avoid.

“Grab their pussy if you must. We know that’s wrong, and we won’t do that. But while you are at it, could you show us how to make American great again without all the cheap labor from slavery? Could you show us how to do that? If you do, feel free to grope women, because we think it is probably worth it to old white male dominance, to know how to make America great.”

So, What to Do?

Americans, for the most part, do not need a role model to demonstrate how to behave. Not when they have something almost as good: a role model to demonstrate how NOT to behave.

Maybe the president should not primarily be a good positive role model. Maybe that’s too much trouble, and generally unachievable except rarely, as in Carter or Obama.

After all, there are excellent negative role models out there that even an outsider like me  can see: Nixon, JFK, Clinton (Bill, of course).

But What About the Children

What to do for our children?

This is an ideal win-win opportunity. Trump, as an example, can teach our children two major lessons.

The first, of course, is that the political democratic process can, and does, put despicable people into positions of power. Not everybody who becomes a major leader is worthy of respect. We all know that. Now we can point to a prominent example that can explain the issue to our children.

The second is to point to the individual obnoxious characteristics:

“Grab them by the pussy.” No son. Don’t do that. It is illegal and you could end up in jail for ten years. It is an assault and is disrespectful of women. Women are people (since 1920 anyway…). Yes, you can tell your children about the historical white male dominance that persists in many subtle and not so subtle ways. You can point out how a disparity in physical strength does not justify it’s use, any more than disparity in financial or political power, or even intellectual power, can justify any related abuse.

“I know more than the generals do.” Ideal examples for the six and seven year olds (Donald’s arrested development?). When they challenge their adult overseers that they know how to dodge traffic on a busy highway, you can call it a Trumpy. “He doesn’t know more than the generals do, and he doesn’t know how to dodge traffic. And neither do you.”

“Many people say…” Here we can teach the children the difference between logical fact based argument and sleazy innuendo weasel words. “Notice how the president uses language which cannot be disputed but is totally specious. Never say ‘Many people say…’. That’s a cop out. It’s a weasel argument; it’s a lie. It’s a Trumpy.”

It is an opportunity to show children how questioning the birthplace of someone clearly born in the United States is a not so subtle bigotry that is certainly designed to discriminate against their race. “You have no right to question something like that without at least a hint of evidence that raises the concern, and having a middle name that is from another religion is simply not enough. And it’s a silly antiquated law anyway, designed for a different time.”

“They’re bringing drugs, they’re bringing crime, they’re rapists and SOME I ASSUME ARE GOOD PEOPLE.” No, daughter dear, such smear statements of fear have no place in the polite conversation. Such generalizations are inaccurate and unfair, and dishonest in terms of numbers and predominance. And ethnic discrimination like this is never an acceptable method of argument.

“God has chosen President Trump.” No son. God did not choose president Trump. Why would he? If there were an omnipotent, omniscient, all powerful deity, would he pick a dishonest, adulterous, uncivil, ill-mannered man who brags about groping women, hell, who brags about everything? Of course not. No. If there were a god of the bible, he would not choose a Trump. He probably would not even choose a Clinton. If there were a god, and the deity made a choice, they would not even be as fallible as an Obama. No son, there is no evidence of a god. We have to make it on our own and make better choices next time.

World Leaders are Not Infallible

There is a tremendous lesson in finding such fault with a world leader. We hold these people in too great esteem. To be able to point at the president and explain the fault to a child is a powerful message. And with this man, there are so many opportunities, so many Trumpies.

If we accept that the election of a man like Donald Trump is not a celebration of his obnoxious characteristics, but instead a frustrated call for some kind of change, if we accept that the American people have decided that their president need not be a saint…if we accept that the vote was, rather, a repudiation of the status quo, then we have a wonderful opportunity to advance the education of appropriate civil behaviour for our children (while also feeling a little better about the American people themselves).

We can achieve this so easily now by pointing a finger at the new president and saying, “Don’t do that. For god’s sake, don’t do that. If you do, you’re grounded for doing a Trumpy.”

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