Is it Sunday yet?

Dear you,

Juneteenth, 6/19, 2020.

I honor this day, but I also wish it was already Sunday, 6/21.  I want to fast-forward over what tomorrow may bring in Tulsa.  Our orange president is gathering his fan(atics) and threatening citizen protestors.  The city is setting a curfew, meant to silence voices in Tulsa who criticize the Donald.  What will that little MAGA party be like?  What jaw-droppingly hideous things will be said and cheered?  I can guess; I hope I am wrong:

Donald will rail against the recent SCOTUS rulings protecting LGBT citizens and Dreamers.  MAGAs will echo his rage because they do not want equal protection under the law for “others”.

Donald will snark about Sleepy Joe and claim all our problems were caused by the Obama administration.  Case in point: the coronavirus came from KENYA!  And yes, Obama brought it to our shores! MAGAs in a frenzy of hate-pleasure will scream “Lock him up!” and then high five each other, spreading that corona shit like crazy.

Donald will pretend to care about the murders of African Americans by law enforcement but mostly emphasize his support for “law and order”, you know, because there are always a few “bad apples”.  MAGAs will chant “law and order” and Trump will turn around and shake hands with a planted supporter who has dark skin.

Donald will make up more shit about the media, the media that is not far-right that is.  MAGAs will throw contaminated water bottles at the press locked in their pens.

Donald will drift off into a tangent about dental floss and laxatives.  MAGAs will listen with reverence.

And finally, Donald will repeat the astonishing non-fact about how HE has made Juneteenth famous.  MAGAs will not know what to really do since they see Juneteenth as an attack on their white power and even whiter version of history.  So, they might just mildly applaud.

 Or, I might be wrong!  This might happen:

Donald will begin his tirade and one by one, MAGAs will experience an epiphany and drop their signs and caps to the floor.  One by one, they will exit the arena. They will gather outside and come to this conclusion, voiced by a wise elder: “My God, that guy is an asshole. What were we thinking?”

I can dream, right?

Good luck everyone.  See you after Tulsa.

Love,

Joyce