LIBERTY RUSTING AND A NEW SLOGAN
Okay, I
know what I said about changing focus. I failed. I was watching a
documentary about Franklin Delano Roosevelt who, despite his human
frailties, or perhaps because of them, came to understand that the
role of government was not to promote the rich industrialists of
America but to protect the American people from the greedy practices
of those same industrialists. It reminded me of something I heard a
few weeks ago, and I am paraphrasing, that Donald Trump's
presidency is as consequential as FDR’s, but for the opposite
reasons. Both men used the power of the executive to establish
policy, but FDR did it to help the working class and to provide moral
leadership, while Trump has done it to line his own pockets and
dismantle as much of the past 95 years of progress on all fronts of
human rights possible.
Commentators
and pundits have voiced their impression that Trump wants to turn the
clock back to 1950 or 1930, or perhaps 1890 at the height of the
Gilded Age when robber barons made buckets of money at the expense of
an unprotected workforce. I personally think he would like to push
even farther back, to 1830, the era of his favorite president, Andrew
Jackson. Jackson expanded cronyism with the “Spoils System,”
giving jobs to personal favorites and supporters over-qualified
applicants. Jackson pushed the Indian Removal Act through Congress,
codifying American policy to shove all Native Americans out of the
way of white Euro-American progress. Jackson owned 200 slaves.
Trump
would whitewash our past, deny it existed. He does not want to
learn from history, he wants to rewrite it in his own image, the same
image he keeps plastering across the country. Through understanding
our history, we learn from our mistakes and grow to do better.
Donald Trump wants us stagnant and uneducated. An ignorant people
are easier to control, to lie to, to fool, to rob. But ignorance is
curable. Stupidity, which our current president exhibits in
abundance, is not. This is not the America I know and love. It is
not the America that says, “give me your tired, your poor, your
huddled masses yearning to breathe free.” I was only two years old
when my family sailed by those words on the way to Ellis Island. It
is not the America for which Martin Luther King had a dream. It is
not the country FDR envisioned when he said, “In our democracy
officers of the government are the servants, and never the masters of
the people.” But it could be.
We must
not lose heart. We must push back against the threats facing our
grand experiment. We cannot be complacent. We were always
sputtering and trying and slipping, but we were always moving
forward. That is the country I love, and it is up to all of us to
reclaim her. So I wrote a poem, just four lines. I offer it,
particularly the last line, as a new slogan for the American people.
And pardon the language, please!
Liberty Rusting
We talk
and talk and don’t do shit.
Democrats,
Republicans, I’m tired of it.
You’re
off the rails, you’re off the tracks.
I love
my country! I want her back!