There are words and phrases which are so delectably delicious that I want to say them over and over and over again, like the best wine (no headache after), or not-too-rich lighter than air smother than silk spoonful of chocolate mousse, or that steaming bowl of savory mushroom soup on a frigid day… you know, taaaaaaaysteee tasty.
I want to be in a situation, in a conversation somewhere, maybe in a train station, or better yet on the bench in Gallery 56 West Building NGA-DC, and say to my bench neighbor, “That is just the nuance of curious choice words, isn’t it?”
Nuance of curious choice words
Now, THAT is a phrase worth repeating.
There are other words that leave a disgusting film of rotten bumpy gut taste in my mouth too. Like, “Donald,” (apologies to Mr. -the-Duck), and, “Trump.”
There is nothing nuanced about him or people who support or are otherwise silent about him.
DT says what he means. What he means is that he is entitled to grab women and kiss them or fondle their vaginal areas without their permission. What he means is that he sees a 10-year-old girl as a future masturbatory object to penetrate. What he means is that countries other than his racial ideal are shitholes. What he means is that if he could get away with it, he would act on his sexual attraction to his own daughter (without her permission obvs). What he means is that he wants to build a wall so that no one who isn’t up to his standards of existence has the opportunities he has had. What he means is that anyone who is not a fat old white bigot racist misogynist hateful fear-filled man with substantial financial resources is not worthy of any consideration of humanity.
DT is not nuanced.
Disliking him has nothing to do with politics.
In democracy, politics are nuanced, disputable, debatable.
Nothing about DT represents democracy.
He is not a nuanced debatable entity. He is an inhumane disgusting oaf with too much connection.
He is not the first with power in this country to be this way (McCarthy much? Hello, $20 Jackson). He is the first with so much instant connection and global influence.
We are in a disgusting and shameful moment in our history, again.
We will rise and overcome this, again.
An adult in my home began shaming 9-year-old SonHerisme for reciting all of the presidents (momma brag!) and ending with his comment that he wished Mr Obama was still president because he is afraid of DT.
The adult responded angrily that Mr. Obama and his wife walked and held hands with the devil because Mr. Obama had tugged on his pants inappropriately during the National Anthem once and bowed to the King of Saudi Arabia. And also because Bill Clinton couldn’t keep his pants zipped (bc completely relevant – NOT). This adult eventually dissolved into tears as I repeatedly told them to stop shaming SonHerisme (who is 9), and to stop trying to place inhumane behavior in the same category as the nuances of politics.
Political Parties in a Democracy – politics
Apartheid – inhumane
There is no discussion to be had. Inhumane views, bigoted views, racist views, misogynist views plainly spoken are NOT EVER nuanced politics.
Even a 9-year-old understands the nonsensical inhumanity of it. Some of his friends are immigrant families. Some of his friends have been directly affected by the emboldened racism promoted by DT. Some of his friends have relatives who, until last year, have been able to visit their U.S. families each year, and are now no longer permitted.
A 9-year-old cannot comprehend why international deals fall through, why our education system is a blundering tumble of a mess, why our infrastructure is breaking, etc. because these are all fallouts of nuanced politics.
A 9-year-old understands meanness to others just for being others.
This is real. No embellishment.
If it is happening in my house, I know that it is happening in other people’s homes. I’m calling it out here in a truthful and honest way. We need to keep talking about this. We need to keep ourselves from falling into the lull of the everyday so that we can rise and overcome this shameful moment.
Grasp onto a future of mutually respectful humanity cooperating and working within the messiness of us.
Should I have seen
Should I have heard
Maybe a nuance of curious choice words
There were no signs
At least none I could see
No warning from you
Then out of the blue a fait accompli ~ Benny Andersson
No one can resist a good Swedish Folk Song from this century. NO ONE
Love, Ms. Herisme xoxo