Take a knee . . .

Dear you,

Life in Trumpland . . . our POTUS is creating his own little kingdom, day by day blatantly confessing to aberrant behaviors.  And it is feeling like he might just get away with it, yet again.  It feels like a really depressing sports movie:


Setting: football stadium, sold out crowd, major game

Plot/conflict:  From the opening quarter to the last, one team is openly vicious They horse-collar, rough the kicker, rough the passer, tackle out of bounds, grab facemasks, and those are the softer actions.  They also spit in the referees’ faces, reach inside helmets and break noses, kick the “enemy” mascot, scream ‘fuck you” at fans, and when one brave ref finally makes a call and beckons the offender over for a conference, he says “YOU TALKIN’ TO ME?”  The ref backs down.  And the bad guys win the game.

Subplot:  The majority of the fans in the stands support the fouled team.  They have faith.  They suffer the blows, aghast at the lack of rules or decency.  They have hope.  “This can’t last much longer; good will triumph in the end.”  But it doesn’t.  They are simply shocked and worry about the future of the sport.

Climax:  Post-game press conference features the quarterback of the bad team.  He is righteously indignant when questioned about his team’s rouge behavior.  And he goes further.  “They were cheating, not us.  They always cheat.  We have a right to do whatever we need to win.  And besides, they’re not patriots.”


Fade out and roll credits.


So, I take a knee this day for something bigger than a football game.

Good luck out there.

XO

Joyce