Friday, January 19, 2018

Praise the Lord ... When it is Convenient

The Religious Right's Pro-life-Brigade is on the streets teaching us all moral principles. Of course, the serial adulterer, sexual assaulter,  lair, bigot, white supremacists supporter they helped put in the White House doesn't bother them at all. It's about moral authority - forfeited in 2016. Piety begins at home.
I have no objection to people who hold Pro-life views conscientiously. One of my dearest and most beloved friends is Pro-life. What I object to is hypocrisy. What I object to is the idea that the theory of life that is held by one faith is incumbent upon those who don't follow that faith. To wit: as a Pagan woman, I do not believe that life begins at conception.  According to my religious world view the soul or spirit chooses its incarnation before birth, selecting and entering the vehicle of that incarnation at the time of birth. However, my religious views do not hold parity with the views of the people on the streets. Pagans are not to enjoy the same religious liberty as the "Christians" roaming the byways of our nation's capitol today.
I make no apology for the anger I feel this morning. It was just a few centuries ago that the ancestors of these Pro-lifers ran my grandmothers to ground; drowning, hanging and putting them to the stake. For faith, maybe; for power more like. The power to control other people's lives and destiny - not to mention property and wealth. The same drive for power sent these mighty-righteous hypocrites to the polls to vote for one of the most profane men to ever sit in the Oval Office.
Pardon my cynicism, but perhaps this joint circle jerk between the paunchy and the pious is really nothing more then a mutual power grab. After all, one can't help but wonder how many abortions "their" president paid for in his womanizing days when he was hiding between the sheets of super models from the War in Viet Nam? When exactly did this greedy, avaricious, son of Mammon find God?
To all those Lifers roaming the streets of D.C. today I say, get you ass home and see to your own moral values. You are not invited to shove your God down my throat while wallowing in the Devil's bed.

Monday, January 15, 2018

Nothing New Here

Donald Trump is not ignorant; he is ignominious. He is not illiterate; he is indifferent. He is not ineffective he is egomanicaal. Trump is a narcissist, and by his nature believes himself to be the only actor on the stage. The rest of us - Dreamers, other people of color, women, Democrats, Republicans, the poor, the elderly, the Middle Class and everyone in between are simply stage props in his private performance. We are to be moved around to meet his needs, blamed and shamed as it serves him. Ironically, when things go wrong within the play it is the responsibility of the props rather than the star. How that works exactly is unclear to me, and Jung is dead.
There is no Trumpism. What some in the media and many Republicans call by that name is simply institutional hate and racism. Trump tapped into the lowest common denominator, the dark underbelly of our society, played to the resentment, bigotry and sense of being left behind that exists when some spend their time begrudging what others have, rather than trying to move ahead on their own merit. If this sounds "unchristian, " I would remind you that I am not a Christian. I am a Pagan, and we have survived from time in immemoroiam by being very clear who and what the enemy is.
Mental health professionals may disagree, but the narcissists that I have known in my many, many years on this planet have been profoundly opportunistic and excellent at the art of impersonation. In other words they find a weakness and exploit it while impersonating the savor of those afflicted by the weakness in question.
Its time we stopped thinking of Trump as someone new and unique. He is none of that; indeed, he is as common and dangerous as the hate he peddles. From Caligula to Putin all tyrants have been and are the same. Our job is to Resist them unequivocally and without illusions.