In the past 55 years, the length of time I have been able to
vote for the presidency in our national elections, I have, without fail,
listened to the candidates, considered all the possibilities, and cast my vote,
religiously, as a participant in our most important once-every-four-years
national referendum in support of our preeminent democratic republic. I have done this to affirm my citizenship and
my support of this required, if optional, duty all must share in if this
country is to remain the great country that our founders intended it to be.
Interestingly enough, my analyses of the candidates have, more
often than not, led me to vote for the candidate who was eventually to
lose. Did I have a problem with
that? No, not really, it’s just that I
realized early in the game my values did not usually mirror the values of the
majority of my fellow Americans. Is
there something wrong with me? My answer
is no, that’s just the way things are. If Americans can be viewed as part of a
bell-shaped curve, half of us will almost always be on one side, while the
remainder will be on the other. America
is America, and I love it just the same.
Usually I have found the winner to be someone who cared for my America
just as much as did I, even though they might have been the lesser of the two
in my initial estimation.
This time, though, I wonder.
Today’s President is as crude and rude now, as President, as he was as
the leader of the World Wrestling Federation and he uses his background in his
dealings with others as if they all were WWF aficionados in love with their
undisputed champion, their leader, the WWF’s owner and final arbiter, Donald
Trump.
Does this give me any concern for the future? Well,
what do you think?
If I were this President, I would worry about my
protectors. Just how long might it be
before one of them decides the best thing he or she might do for America would
be to end the reign of this person, since he (or she) had the capability and
the access and since the worst he might do is spend the rest of his life in
jail awaiting a decision by the Supreme Court as to whether or not his action
could be considered as the exercise of his power of free speech and that his
defense of America warranted that exercise since the Congress was apparently
hopelessly incapable of doing its duty to protect the country from this, its
first sociopathic President.
Who knows, in years to come, this person, this killer of an
American President, just might become the person most Americans would grow to
believe was the greatest American Hero.
A good thing? You be
the judge. One thing’s for sure: I would not want to be in Donald Trump’s
shoes—not now, not ever.
You?
