Today was disappointments. My writing was incoherent, and output frustrating. My elected officials disappointed me. Our President, that festering pustule-in-chief, our unlanced boil, relented but not really. After days of what amounts to emotional torture for racial and political gamesmanship, he signed the order. After days of localised abuse and international disgrace, and the provable fact that we may not be able to reunite parents with their babies, after wilfully holding brown children hostage to stake a white power claim, after whining he was powerless, he tacitly admitted that in fact, he lied. He could easily undo the decision, if not the damage. And then, as if that wasn’t sufficient, he also changed the holding duration times to INDEFINITELY, and forbade lawmakers from visiting detention centers unannounced, requiring two weeks approval. These centers are tax funded, these lawmakers voted into office. If such conditions tagged onto his “humane” reversal aren’t a flagrant abrogation of liberal democracy and a republic’s governance, I don’t know what is.
I am disappointed that he thinks we’ll get tired, like so many of his spouses and mistresses and children and employees and opponents in civil court have always done. I am disappointed to think he’s correct. Today, I was reminded, was also Flynn’s birthday. And then I was reminded of watching Robin Hood with my father every time it appeared on our five channel-no remote tv, of that opening scene when he struts into Prince John’s castle with one of his slain stags across his shoulders, a executable offense. And I was reminded when aghast but quivering Maid Marion: “Why, you speak treason!” And Flynn smirks as his eyes grow icy, “Fluently.” And I’ve got to think we need a little time-to fuck-shit up Robin Hood around here, from each of us, and each in our way. What if the only way to retain the glory and grace of your home before it fades from memory and from heart is to speak treason to power very fluently?
And that’s about it for me today. I’ve got to go to my job.
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