A Big Joke

Democrats are not the enemy. Liberals are not. Nor are blacks, browns, yellows or reds. Gays aren't. Seniors either. The infirm or the Muslim, the sick or the Protestant? The Irish or the poor? No, no and no. The enemy are those who try to convince you that they are. 

In classic divide and conquer sequence, this disgusting administration has maintained a campaign of propaganda that would make Joseph Goebbels blush. The relentless barrage of lies, falsehoods, untruths and manipulative metaphors has reached an audience that applauds and supports this pathetic cult of ignorance. There are actually people out there (in America) that buy this crap because it fits their world view.

As an example, I have the painful duty of listening to Fox News every morning as I manage Dad's medication intake, nutrition and sanitation. He is a ruined capitalist, a bitter conservative and a failed Republican. He loves to hate. He hates Hillary as much as he hated Obama. I am quite confident that he hates me for not hating them.

I try each morning to dismiss, or ignore,  the vile diatribes of the hosts wildly spinning a story to fit their agendas, making occasional remarks to the veracity or ridiculousness of their stance, only to get a 'that's your opinion' in response. It's like calling a winter's full moon a sunset in summer.

But yesterday when it was so over the top clear that blaming someone, assigning blame, redirecting focus of failure to the enemy was more important than accepting responsibility for current events, and honestly reporting the news, I brought it to Dad's attention, pointing out the strategy and subversive tactics. I also challenged his observational skills suggesting that whatever the next topic would be, that the same strategy would be used.

He snorted in disgust as the anchor introduced the new topic by reminding the audience that, according to a tweet from the POTUS himself, approval ratings among blacks had doubled since the 45s took over. This was delivered with a straight face.

I look at Dad. He looked at me. I held his stare. Finally be broke and laughed.

It is that big of a joke.