Aren’t you tired of pretending that you understand the pain of the person who just called you a fascist bigot?
Haven’t you had enough of those “Kumbaya” moments where you “agree to disagree,” which is code for “leave me alone, I want to go eat my dinner.”
I’m exhausted from all of the heavy moral lifting I’ve been forced to do, defending the indefensible and realizing that tolerance is not exactly a two-way street (or if it is, the other side is always under construction and you get a ticket if you try to make a detour).
I know I speak for the vast, overwhelming majority of Americans when I say that we despise white supremacists, the Westboro Baptists, neo-Nazis, David Duke, the KKK, anti-Semites, and all the others who exploit the First Amendment and their birthright as citizens to terrorize decent people with their poison. Anyone who doesn’t have a problem with them is a sick mongrel, like the guy who keeps emailing to tell me that the Holocaust never happened. I have to take a shower every time I accidentally click on one of his missives. There is no excuse for marching through a town and screaming about taking back the country. It’s terrorism, with QVC-issue torches.
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Contrary to what the folks on the left would have you believe, conservatives are not rooting for the racists to win. It’s a little offensive to even have to put that thought into actual words, but I’ve read far too many Facebook posts and tweets this week blaming everyone to the right of Mao for the death of Heather Heyer in Charlottesville, Va.
But these folks are clever. They hide their opportunism behind somber concern for the tragic turn our country has taken, under the leadership of President Donald Trump. They say all of the right things about human dignity and moral leadership and empathy. They say that people who either voted for Trump, or who haven’t used strong enough words to condemn him, are lost causes. They are so disappointed.
If it weren’t so tragic, it would be hilarious.
Let’s be clear: Trump was wrong to try to create some moral equivalency between the white supremacists in Virginia and the counter-protesters who came to shout them down. There were no “good people” on the side of the torch-bearers. There was no “virtue” in those twisted faces illuminated in the devil’s glow. My father saw that same glow in Mississippi in 1967, and it is evil and will swallow all that is good in us if we equivocate. The president did not say the right things and did not give comfort to the oppressed.
But that is not his job. Anyone who looks to a political leader for his moral true north is a fool, and there were many fools around last weekend. Trump could never be anyone’s hero. He didn’t run on that platform, and the people who voted for him didn’t care. He is, if anything, a false prophet to those who thought he’d bring back jobs and fix their health care woes.
But that is not enough for the left. They want to dehumanize their political opponents, the same way they believe Trump dehumanized Mexicans, women, Muslims, transgender and all the other charter members of the Identity Politics Club. Conflating conservatives with the marchers in Charlottesville was a good start.
Three people died last weekend, and they died because some disgusting pieces of white trash invaded their city and triggered mayhem. They lit the fuse, and they alone are responsible for the conflagration.
But I’ll be damned if I let them burn the rest of us at the stake.