And here, for all its likeness with current events, is where it isn’t funny anymore:
Donald Trump is well under way to win the nomination and probably split up the Republican Party in the process. I don’t want to give Trump more exposure, to be honest, whatever I read or see from that man nauseates and even scares me. I have a few words for you all, though.
There are boundaries in the political discourse that cannot be crossed. Period.
The political opponent is neither a con artist, a choke artist, a liar, nor lacking control of his bodily functions. Alluding to a candidate’s hands’size is well beyond those boundaries, too, because it alludes not really to trustworthiness but rather the man’s penis size in common lore. Even that didn’t stop one of the competitors.
The poor are not moochers, Mexicans are not rapists, doctors are not baby killers, Muslims are not terrorists.
The President is not a traitor, a liar, impeachable for any reason, nor is he destroying the country.
Supreme Court judges are not activist or traitors, nor are their rulings unconstitutional.
Free speech is a privilege not only a constitutional right. Why would I think that?
Because words matter.
When you denigrate a candidate you tear down your party and the political process to find a worthy nominee for President. If you gratuitously insult a President, you diminish the office. If you dismiss Supreme Court rulings and the judges, you attack the constitution itself. All three acts tear at the fabric of your Democracy and its institutions by making them less relevant and less worthy of defense.
When you go and summarily denigrate your fellow humans, don’t worry about your democracy anymore, you are on a path that ends in bloodshed for certain and possibly genocide.
I am scared of what is coming. Things over here are not much better. Today refugees were teargassed at the European border, amongst them children as young as five. I am scared and I am deeply ashamed, too.