*Author’s Note: Having just completed a final edit on what I thought was [my] definitive piece on tonight’s event, herewith another. It must be the Klondike bar and the two Snicker’s ice creams, still coursing through each synapse. Notwithstanding the caffeinated drive, it’s time.
Who are these people?
They, who turn out in droves – unmasked, roaring, nearly hysterical in their devotion to the man who rails right back in their faces, spewing half or fully fleshed lies never fact checked by any of them, declaring himself their saviour, glory hallelujah, his version of the truth still marching on?
The people. Yes. Who are they?
To my eyes, having either been or worked among every class and station – from floor mopper to dishwasher to short order cook; to server, to clerk, to merchant; machinist, to shop owner, to skilled craftsman; engineer, to architect, to executive; instructor, to clinician, to professor; researcher, to documentarian, to published reviewer; performer, to producer, to artist and visionary…Donald Trump’s people are found to populate three, distinct yet not unrelated groups: a.) the indefatigable Evangelical Christian Right; b.) those of largely deferred intellect who have devoted their lives to the assembly line, and b.) those of incredible, accumulated wealth – who hire them.
Of these groups, taken together, the latter two are inextricably bound; one cannot exist without the other. And, unlike the former ECR, neither is exclusive to any particular race or creed.
What of the military-industrial complex imagined by, who was it, Harry Truman? The birth of the assembly line bred more than endlessly produced mass quantity; it evolved an entire mentality, committed to vapid, repetitive motion for hours at a time, five days per week, every week of every year, minus earned vacation time the breadth of one of them. Only the rare creative had a mind capable of escaping the task into the realm of imagination, perhaps to reserve what scant energy remained at day’s end to apply such pursuits.
The moment, if one can be isolated, is pivotal; every American who covets their job on that line, in that factory, at that counter, and every elite from upper management who seeks to protect a glorious lifestyle comparatively unburdened by the weight of taxation – whether earned honorably, or bestowed – has an interest. A vested interest, heavily invested, that shall not be moved.
No movement, no progression – toward evolving away from assembly line drudgery to supplanting artificial intelligence – engenders anything but abject fear. Fear, of utter loss – their only productive identity melded to and branded by the very work to which they have sacrificed their lives.
The notion that total upheaval of the internal structure of that military-industrial complex, to: a.) accommodate solar and wind power; b.) displace fossil fuels, and c.) replace product materials with the biodegradable and non-toxic can be realized through re-training and upgrading is met with ferocious resistance. Why?
Mentality is entrenched. Re-structuring systems does not a new mentality make. That which is unfamiliar is a perceived threat. Add to that equation the aging of the relevant population and you have a flank of refusal. The door is barred. Rather than endure the rigors of metamorphosis, the shop would rather shut.
The path, therefore, of least resistance is provided for them all. His name is Donald J Trump. No matter that his primary motive is self serving; in a twist of unavoidable irony, his megalomania serves the need of a massive throng, a culture of stubbornness borne of the security of familiarity and acute absence of vision. They who stand at the conveyor from sun up to the horn at day’s end, and those who own them, get to keep that to which they have become accustomed. Any revelation pertaining to the degree to which their actions poison or otherwise destroy the very earth under their feet or the water which sustains them is summarily dismissed, if only because it doesn’t fit their narrative of honorable employment and income.
If leadership for the people by the people shall not perish from the Earth, hadn’t it better be immersed in creating an awakening toward possibility rather than the sting of fright? How people feel, even to those whose emotional response, whose inner life, has been dulled to the point of distant memory, is still a vital aspect on the road toward human health and sustainability.
But, such a leader had better recognize the magnitude and importance of the task at hand, because Donald Trump has captured how the entrenched define their personal worth and provided an apparent path for its continued realization. No matter that he is a dishonest businessman, a shrewd manipulator of systems, and an arrogant ass; he validates those who lack the intellectual reach to imagine a life beyond the one they hold as close to their vests as the next shallow breath they take.
Click on the link below, to hear best selling author, Thomas Friedman, declare the names of the states already IN TRANSITION to alternative fuels and address whether there are jobs for the “thick-fingered” worker:
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14 thoughts on “The Vested.”
🤮🤮🤮tell me the lies!
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I didn’t mean to Like your comment, Paul. What I meant to do was hit Reply, and say: You’re talking to the wrong person. From me, you will never get a lie.
Tell me what President Trump lies about!
Um…..everything? every day? Do yourself a favor. The networks you so despise regularly fact check him. Take a DAY and watch CNN – it won’t kill you, but it might make you stronger — and, find out. As long as you view those who protect his lies, you will never know.
Just like I heard cnn say and fact check what was really said! Cnn and the rest of the main stream media are so full of shit and fake news!
Cnn is so fake and lies! Now I know where you get your info fake news!
You are so brainwashed and such a disgusting liar to the people that read you it’s sad!
I have never been a liar, about anything, ever. I think I’ve told two lies, in my life, and I remember them both. One of them was in 5th grade. I can’t converse with you. Your comprehension deficits limit all effective discourse.
Lol who called you a liar?
CNN is lying to you and everyone that watches them!
Fake news Ruth Ann and until you accept that you’ll continue to believe what they say. I’m still waiting for you to tell me what he’s lied about!
TO ALL READERS of this piece: Several, including close family members, found this “insulting.” Nobody likes to imagine himself or herself having been lured in, or having been sacrificed at some larger system’s altar. It pricks. But, as an observer, I write from my own point of view and, if I see those who support this President as having been suckered or otherwise led to accept a standard of living which both confines, segregates, and otherwise separates people from one another – even before God – then that is my opinion as expressed. “Total crap!” my brother said. It’s hard. It’s hard to admit things, it’s even harder to feel them. We live in a free country, wherein all perspectives can be freely stated. I have done this, at the risk of alienating those I love.
Haven’t heard the lies?
Lol Ruth Ann your a brainwashed liberal!