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How could you be so evil

How could you be so evil

How could you do it?
The man is clearly deranged, a bad actor who tried to cheat the voters out of their decision in the 2020 presidential election and has made it obvious that he intends to continue only accepting election results if he wins them. And of course along with that decision, his threats to use the government to go after political rivals and to silence media outlets who speak out against him — such threats seem more like promises than threats. Ditto for comments about being dictator from day one, comments about how we should add extra terms for our presidents too (like China did for Xi), comments about how if his supporters just get him in now, he’ll fix things so they don’t have to vote again.
And his party has reacted by getting rid of those who would stand up to Donald Trump, and by coming up with a plan to make sure that the kind of people who prevented him from stealing the 2020 election will not be in his administration in 2028.
And you are going to vote for this.
That is evil.
It is mean.
You are being so mean to me.
Every morning I wake up at 4AM hurting from this crime that you would shove down my throat.
Abusers shove themselves on others.
Donald Trump is an abuser and now he’s learned how to shove himself on the nation, replacing our government of the people by the people for the people of a government for Trump’s perpetual glory power and wealth.
And you would saddle us and future generations with this crime.
If you don’t think it is a crime, go live in Russia for a while and see.
It is a crime to turn the powers of state into a weapon of oppression, and that is what you are asking for when you stop letting the citizens act as a final check on madness, corruption, and evil in government.
Why are you doing this to me?
How could you be so evil?
I don’t understand it.
What is the cartoon reality that you are basing this decision on?
I see a lunatic’s angry scribblings over his family picture: horns for half and halos for the other half.
Neither of us built this government; neither of us died face down in the mud defending it.
We both walked into it.
It was a lucky break.
A little respite in human history.
Not having to fear one’s own government.
Not having to fear speaking out against the powers that be.
Not having to decide between being fair and honest and keeping one’s family safe, sound, and with safe food and drinking water.
It was great!
It was heaven!
But you couldn’t see what had been given you.
All you could do was pout around that you didn’t always get your way.
And now it’s come to this.
The ultimate sulk: you are going to pout us all out of our joyful democratic republic and into another boring old autocracy.
What is going on?
How can you think and feel so fuzzily?
Especially those of you who think what you’re doing is holy.
You most of all rattle my faith in life and my fellows.
You most of all punch me in the gut.
How could you be so evil while believing your actions so good?
Go live in Russia and see what you are foisting on all of us.
Go try it out.
It is evil to turn your government into a criminal organization.
I feel all the time sick to my stomach woozy so confused.
So many people fought for our liberty, and all we’re asked to do is pull our heads out of conspiracy theories and angry rants long enough to notice that this man is going to harm our shared democracy and that is not OK, and so we have to say No to him.
There are problems here.
The divide between rich and poor hasn’t been this great since right before the Civil War and right before the Great Depression. It’s scary because the clear answer is that the very rich need to lose some of their wealth and that wealth needs to be spread among everyone else. That is the way forward for democracy, for truth justice and the American way. But it is scary to tell powerful people who already have too much sway over your politics that the system has been unfairly tilted towards their advantage for forty years and now we have to implement some corrections — they will still be so rich that they can do whatever they want, but not as rich as they are. And it is scary to figure out how to gently and fairly and carefully and gradually correct this error. But handing the keys over to a man who wants to turn the people’s government into his government and a party that has removed those members willing to resist a post-democracy GOP while drawing up plans to increase the power of the next GOP president — that amounts to hand this country over to the regime and their chosen oligarchs. Everyone will live in fear of the government, just some more than others. This is not an okay thing to do. It is an evil decision.
What is going on?
Sometimes I scroll on a landing page that has some feeds from right-wing news sources.
And so I kind of see what’s going on: Fox News is not responsible journalism; it is a noise machine; it is a propaganda mill. And Fox News is no the worst of them.
But still: Even Donald Trump’s own advertisements paint him as a lunatic liar: There he is saying that replacing Joseph Biden with Kamala Harris was nothing but a “coup”. What is he talking about? Biden is allowed to resign; the Democrats are allowed to rally around Kamala Harris; there’s nothing even rule-bending going on there. His comments are inane nonsense. Meanwhile, anyone can go to the January 6 investigation site and see transcript after transcript of members of Trump’s own administration detailing how he tried to coerce them into cheating for him so that he could cheat the US electorate out of their decision in 2020. And this is the evil: This is the evil you are shoving down my throat: the evil of Putin’s Russia: the evil of a country where you have to nod along with inane, cruel, mean, stupid lies in order to hold on to the scraps that the Great Leader and his Wise Officials leave to you. Already the Republican Party demands that you nod along with inane, cruel, mean, stupid lies in order to have a voice at the table; what happens when this Republican Party with this leader is given the keys to the kingdom? Yeah, supposedly those keys are just on loan; but we all know that is not his plan.
What is wrong with you?
Why are you doing this to me?
How can you be so evil?
I just can’t take it.
I feel so betrayed.
All the time I feel so hurt and angry at what you are doing to me. Like we were family and we didn’t get along all that great, but at the end of the day, we were still family and would stick up for each other’s rights to be ourselves. But no, now you back a man who would use our government for crime against its citizens. Whatever story you tell yourself, however you justify this: When you replace the will of the people with the will of the king, no one is in charge except the king; and everyone loses, even the king: it is better to lose power in a democratic republic than to clutch power with oppression and violence, caging yourself in your own despotism. Sure, Trump doesn’t mind, but it will harm his soul. And so the best thing for everyone is for us all to gently but firmly say No to this crime that he’s hatching.
I just don’t understand how you could act in such bad faith.
It hurts me so much.
If you support Donald Trump in 2024:
You are wrong about God.
You are wrong about Goodness.
You are wrong about the soul of things.
Not that I’m so amazingly right about God, Goodness, or the soul of things.
But no one’s worldview makes sense to any person except to the degree that that person thinks, feels, and acts aware, clear, honest, accurate, competent, compassionate, loving-kind, and joyfully-sharing — centered around the Love that chooses everyone always. And supporting Donald Trump is not compatible with thinking, feeling, and acting aware, clear, honest, accurate, competent, compassionate, loving-kind, and joyfully-sharing — centered around the Love that chooses everyone always. Because silencing people and forcing them into submission is the opposite of helping people find a meaningful relationship with the Love without which all dogmas are just empty noise — worse than empty noise because, being clutched as if they were God when they are in fact just human notions and hopes and fears, self-righteous dogmas severed from Love are used to justify all manner of ungodly behavior.
There is a point where feeling, thinking, and acting are so willfully incompetent that they are not just sloppy, but evil. In the Fall of 2024 Trump supporters have crossed that line. And I don’t know how to respond. I am demoralized. It feels like I have been betrayed by people I didn’t always agree with, nor even always get along with, but who I fundamentally trusted. Do you understand? You have hurt me.

Authors: Bartleby Willard, Amble Whistletown, et al
Copyright: Andy Watson

Summer tan

Summer tan

Summer tan
And summer breeze
Please don’t make me go back
To winter
To work
To spinning my wheels
like a giant inefficient foolish 4X4 monster truck in the show-off sands of some big fume-sick event

Where did you go?

Where did you go?

Where did you get to?

I know

it’s my fault
and all that

But tell me

what’s going on?

how are things?

Do you know
how I never
pulled myself
out of
this mistake
?

Do you have any suggestions?
I’d listen
I’m not too proud
If there was something good I could do here
I would listen
I don’t think I’ve got all the answers
I don’t know what answer I have
But I’m guessing it’s wrong

Am I stupid

Am I stupid

You can tell me
It’s okay
You can tell me
how I don’t get it
You can tell me
how anyone can see
that Trump is going to help
and not undermine
what is sacred
You can tell me
how clear it is
to people with soul
to people who aren’t so lost
caught up in themselves
and other liberal follies
You can tell me
who I am
why I am wrong forever
why God loves this criminal
why God has chosen these crimes
to right all the wrongs
that have been wrought
against
well not you
cause you’re doing well
but against
well
all these people you’re saving
from
from what?
from me?
and what am I?
And to be this I must exist?
But I can’t do that — that’s a step too far for what I have in the tank

Everybody needs

Everybody needs

Everybody needs
their friend
Everybody needs
their answer
Everybody needs
something like love
Now the waters fall
Now the dragons curl
their long scaly tails
whose fault is it?
Is it mine?
Why does everyone
point to me?
Are they right?
I thought I didn’t exist anyway
I thought I wasn’t there anyhow
How can a not-there make trouble?
What are they talking about?

What would you have me do

What would you have me do

Is there an idea
is there a soundtrack
Is there a path
Is there a good idea
Is there anything besides me
turning circles like a trained monkey
a capuchin I think
The ones with the black caps sketched in dark fur atop their poor empty little heads
because these monkeys grinding these organs — they don’t know shit
Anyway
leaving the capped capuchins to one side,
and begging your forgiveness,
I begin to climb down the stairs
and I think as I reach the bottom
I start to notice something like
fall leaves crinkled in themselves
falling carefully sliding back and forth on the wind
on their way to underfoot
Is this my fault?
It seems to be
It feels to be
squarely on my head
What would you have me do?
What could I only do?
What should I carefully find?
What?

pieces on the floor

pieces on the floor

Pieces on the floor
gonna leave them lying there
Pieces of us and what I thought
we would be
gonna leave them there to rot
Pieces on the floor
I’m the wrong
You’re all kinds of gone
Pieces on the floor
I’m tired lonely bored
doesn’t make a difference
Pieces on the floor

help

help

I got the faith
But I need a plot, some characters, a tie-in
I got the faith
But I need a sense of where we go now
Tell me and I’ll follow
Tell me and I’ll try with everything
I only got

I got the faith
But I need the structure and a few starting point details
I got the faith
But I need a little help here
Tell me and I’ll believe
Guide me and I’ll compose this symphony
Help me and I’ll do my level best
Where are we now?

I got the faith

A book of evil

A book of evil

A book of his evil.
It’s not slander.
Just a gentle call to his heart and mind
that they might remember his soul in kind.
It’s not a rambling.
But a careful song to bring him home again.

Why he has he done these things?
And how has he spun this web of lies
within which he catches his own wings
within whose sticky threads he hides
his own deeper heart and wiser mind
?
How has he turned away from an active
search for God’s churning fire
that his own gear works might conspire
to spin him out in linked cadence
with the Love that has made us
all
everyone
in Its image
bright as sun
kind beyond limits
?

He travels the wide paths
on a wooden horse whose belly holds sneak attacks
He fights for the Lord but the Lord shares his prejudices
He fights for the Good but the Good’s not what he alleges

I’m sorry I cannot be a rudder to his hull
I’m sorry I cannot be an anchor ‘gainst the pull
of every ancient nick and tear
strange wounds his chest must bear
strange tales his heart must tell
in the cage where spring feeds the well

He’s better than me in his person
He moves with more discipline and less sin
He’s wiser than me in his habits
Why should he harken my yaps yips?

But this is crime this lie
A crime deep and wide enough to swallow a nation
to loose a people from the prize

sovereign over their own fate they alone say when
a leader steps aside
and another gives it a try

Unless he win
and we lose
He will realize that he is we
but
too late

To twist the constitution
into sleazy scissors for to cut out
those parts that comprise the heart
of a government by for and of the people
So evil
so bleak
so cynical
such nihilism
in the name of God’s grand plan
A forced faith is no faith at all
The end of people-rule for the sake of forced faith
is a crime against God and man