Three months my friends! Three months until the oh so “grand” revolution will come to an end. We have selected our candidates, our heroes, our saviors to emancipate this great nation from its recent sorrows and elevate it back to its former glory! Back to the good old days of stealing from poorer countries, and shitting on an “appropriate” amount of the domestic poor. Oh yes, the candidates were carefully selected. The best of the best. No one could do no better! After a grueling primary process, we are down to the final two….Winner take all!!
On one side, we watched the political queen ascend to her throne, and on the other, we watched the Oompa Loompa colored fellow with a blond toupee stapled into his head eat his challengers. It certainly was exciting! But now for the last leg of the race, but I hate to tell you folks… the fight has lost its edge. It is inevitable….we shall have our utopia! We were too successful. The question is which one will we have… in the final wrestling match will it be John Galt or those with the funny Octobered names?
Alas, I am mistaken. I have read the card wrong. Damn. Damn. Damn. No, instead our choices are a third (less immigrant friendly to be sure) term of George W. Bush or a third term of Barack Obama. After all the struggle, after building the momentum for change out of our financial ruin, we decided to choose between the people who caused the crisis, and ruined the lives of millions, and the ones who have not done enough to fix it. Stimulus my ass!
Well…at least we have our certainty. Our certainty that tomorrow, and the day after that, and the day after, and so on things will still be same. Oh, I’m sure CNN will have a delightful little segment about how unemployment has decreased by 0.2% and wages have increased by 0.05% and 85,000 jobs were created this month (never mind that they were brutal or temporary or damaging forms of work meant to pacify us from one day to the next). They will try to program you into thinking you’re okay and for many they will succeed. But remember when you take a look-see in your checking account or at your weekly paycheck, you probably will notice that your “market worth” is not enough to cover your skyrocketing education and healthcare costs, your mortgage, or your child’s future education. Look forward to a tomorrow without retirement, where doctors and arithmetic are permanently allocated to the wealthy.
I am disappointed. We all are. Last time we had a crisis this size, we made politics work for us! We made Social Security, unemployment insurance, minimum wages, and real financial regulation. We created a social safety net that took care of our people before we tore it all down again. And this time….this time we rose up and put Biff in the driver’s seat. Our populist hero, our “man of the people,” is the greatest liar in political history, a phony, a fraud! As we enter the new Gilded Age, we have our celebrity billionaire to lead the way. Oh, he will make brilliant speeches about making this nation great again while he basks in his own greatness and lines his pockets with taxpayer money (aka tax expenditures- look into them when you have the time).
Some people overreact. He’s probably not the next Hitler. He probably won’t put bar codes on Muslims, surveil their places of worship, and conduct mass deportations that will kick out millions of people who call this country home. But it is unfortunate that there are probably Las Vegas betting odds on whether or not he starts WWIII or carries out a form of ethnic cleansing to make white America feel safe again. No, he may not be a maniac. He will probably be more of the same…
Revolutions do not succeed on a whim. The systems of power and oppression are too strong to break when emancipatory forces suffer their first defeat. We will lose, and we will keep losing and losing until occasionally we win. However, to give up, to become disillusioned and cynical is not the way. It will just produce more of the same. True emancipation comes with sacrifice and dedication. Remember that.