After a Trump Victory in 2020, How Would I React?
After a Trump Victory in 2020, How Would I React?
With resignation.
Allow me to explain. Resignation may be applied to someone who takes an unfortunate circumstance with grace and decorum, or if not with that level of charitableness, then at least a simple stoicism.
I do not mean that.
I mean the other definition: the act of giving up one’s position.
If Trump and the Republicans win the Senate once again, the country will officially be a failed experiment. The American Empire will be over. We will have imploded, blown ourselves up from within, and not with a bang but a whimper, as Eliot said.
The climate will then be well over the tipping point of no return. Our grand-kids will be doomed…humanity itself will have set the alarm to some centuries further on. And so there won’t be a whole lot to do anymore. We can—many will, no doubt—gnash our teeth, fulminate, march, and so on, but it will have been a case of too little, too late. They might as well save the wear and tear on the soles of their shoes. Done. Over. Out.
So those of us such as myself, approaching retirement, will plan to live outside the country if we are able, and those who are chained to the borders (some literally?) will need to bear it all somehow. The progressive cause—merely the idea that things can be improved on—will die.
To experience the death of a nation is not a pleasant prospect. Best to do something about it right now. Vote and get everyone you know to vote. The Republicans cannot win if those who regularly do not vote do in fact show up. This is it. The whole shootin’ match is coming up on November, 2020. If these people are allowed to succeed we can only look into the collective mirror and state quite directly that we did not deserve the beauty and august political machine which the founders passed on to us.
With resignation.
Allow me to explain. Resignation may be applied to someone who takes an unfortunate circumstance with grace and decorum, or if not with that level of charitableness, then at least a simple stoicism.
I do not mean that.
I mean the other definition: the act of giving up one’s position.
If Trump and the Republicans win the Senate once again, the country will officially be a failed experiment. The American Empire will be over. We will have imploded, blown ourselves up from within, and not with a bang but a whimper, as Eliot said.
The climate will then be well over the tipping point of no return. Our grand-kids will be doomed…humanity itself will have set the alarm to some centuries further on. And so there won’t be a whole lot to do anymore. We can—many will, no doubt—gnash our teeth, fulminate, march, and so on, but it will have been a case of too little, too late. They might as well save the wear and tear on the soles of their shoes. Done. Over. Out.
So those of us such as myself, approaching retirement, will plan to live outside the country if we are able, and those who are chained to the borders (some literally?) will need to bear it all somehow. The progressive cause—merely the idea that things can be improved on—will die.
To experience the death of a nation is not a pleasant prospect. Best to do something about it right now. Vote and get everyone you know to vote. The Republicans cannot win if those who regularly do not vote do in fact show up. This is it. The whole shootin’ match is coming up on November, 2020. If these people are allowed to succeed we can only look into the collective mirror and state quite directly that we did not deserve the beauty and august political machine which the founders passed on to us.
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