So Anna sang in The King and I. "Yes, Your Majesty, No, Your Majesty, give us a kick if it please Your Majesty." Such was the behavior of human toads, she felt. The most important question here is, are we, today, the people of the United States, actually a bunch of toads in their behavior? Do we fawn over the idiot in the White House to the extent that soon we will all be walking nude through the streets of America in emulation of his own nakedness!
It appears that we do have a sizeable number of people who are quite toadish in their behavior. Recently, Trump and his blinded followers, or self deluding, or purposely lieing minions, have compared Trump to G-d, described him as one with "unmatched wisdom", or as "a stable genius", and Stephanie Grisham went all out yesterday as she praised his "great wisdom", so great that not everyone is suited or capable of working with it - with Trump.
Our own Great Leader. Our own Wise One. Our own homegrown Stalin, Lenin, Kim, Mussolini, Orban, Putin, Hitler. Our own version of the most twisted beings ever to appear on the surface of the Earth, straight from the nether regions of hell. So are we the toads of today, of true life and not the stages and screens of the nation?
Every day we are told of "the base", that vague group of people who presumably will follow Trump right into the lava of a volcano, drink his Kool-Aid, and all will do so willingly, forever. Well, maybe, but maybe not. Certainly, baseball has long been the game of America. Everyone in society attends games, from the elite and muckety mucks, to the base. And oh, dear, oh dearie me, but Trump was not happy yesterday at Game Five of the World Series. He showed up with some major creeps from Congress, including Graham and Gaetz and tht last one needs to be thrown out of office, so filled with hate is he!! Graham is a dangerous and powerful liar and I do not believe he truly has any feelings other than his lust for power and retention of said power.
In any case, introduced to the crowd after the third inning when a traditional salute to veterans takes place, a resounding BOOOOOOOOO rang through the stadium. Followed by, not silence, but a continuation of the display of antagonism that the people felt towards and about that man - "Lock him up!" rang loud and clear and long. Yes, the base is not so steady and firm any longer, is it? Perhaps we are not the toads of Anna and we will no longer prostrate ourselves in front of Trump et al so that he might contnue to walk over all that we hold dear, all that is America and that should continue to be, but in even greater progress.
So while California burns due to awful weather changes; while we killed an ISIS leader based on intelligence and allies, two ideas which are anathema to Trump; while he shreds yet another safety net treaty with Russia to avoid war; as the corruption within his administration eats and erodes further deep into the body and soul of America, we must remember that there is still greatness here, that there is hope for the future.
We may not agree with all that one candidate or another says, but we must remember that in reality, other than with the Demented One, compromises are made, and thus extremes are never reached - unless a group, like the Republican Party gives up its collective soul. We cannot ignore the determination of each and every one of the candidates, even Gabbard whom I do not trust, to retrun the government to the people, for their benefit, to restrengthen our ties to our allies, to speak out for justice and to get rid of that toxic termite herd known as the Trump administration.
Several days ago we saluted a great man, an inspiration and a true life example of what America has to offer the world, a man who persisted against the odds to do the best for his city and his country.
"There's nothing weak about looking out for others. There's nothing weak about being honorable. You're not a sucker to have integrity and to treat others with respect."
Elijah Cummings was a credit to us all, a promise and a reminder of what we can be and do at our best. He, certainly, was not a toad, not even on his deathbed. That is whom we must emulate and that is what we must stand for. No more toads. No more toadying in front of those who would kill America, make it into another dictatorship, another country run via the poisonous fuels of hatred and bias, a place where freedoms and rights are long forgotten, long ago trampled under rampaging feet.
We are at a crossroads, a dangerous one. Which way do we go? Hear the sounds of the crowds or hear the sounds of the toads, weak and pathetic. Time to make a choice. The time is fast approaching - or actually, is already here. Time to take and make a stand and make it count.
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