When did you know that Trump must be defeated?
I will happily tell you when I first knew that Donald Trump had to be defeated. I will also tell you how I knew.
It was March 1, 2016, aka “Super Tuesday,” when Donald Trump received the most delegates at the Republican National Convention that I knew he had to be defeated.
I knew this because I recognize a dangerous threat to civilization when I see one.
There is an area under the bell curve of human sociopolitical behavior, which varies through time and space. We recognize that the regular practice of crucifixion as practiced during the Roman Empire is not currently in the area under the bell curve. Footbinding is no longer in the area under the bell curve; neither is burning heretics at the stake. More locally and more recently, genocide, slavery, lynching, indentured servitude, tobacco use, driving without a seatbelt, riding without a helmet, and leaving your child or dog unattended in a car with the windows rolled up are unacceptable, though still practiced at the margins.
So are shooting people at random in elementary schools, high schools, colleges, theaters, night clubs, hotels, military bases and homes for the disabled unacceptable. So is shooting people for living while black. So is mocking people with disabilities, driving vehicles into pedestrians, bullying and cyberbullying, sexual predation, elevating ignorance above education, belief above fact, armed mobs above elected government, fostering racism, anger and rudeness and blatant lying. But these behaviors have been on the increase, moving from the margins toward the midst of the area under the bell curve.
And they have been the fundament of the Donald Trump modus operandi, even before he became the 2016 GOP candidate. If you haven’t ever looked, you might check out the lies, racist slurs, and blatant attempts at interference with trade Trump practiced on New York state’s Indian nation casinos in the 1990’s. https://www.washingtonpost.com/national/donald-trumps-long-history-of-clashes-with-native-americans/2016/07/25/80ea91ca-3d77-11e6-80bc-d06711fd2125_story.html.
I knew it. And you knew it. And millions of Americans knew it. And more of us voted for the Democratic nominee, Hillary Clinton, than voted for Donald Trump. But because of the observations about the Electoral College made by one Steve Bannon, and the gaming of the election by the GOP to create a situation in which a handful of battleground states overpowered the popular vote, Donald Trump was named president, and that area under the bell curve now includes the highest number of Covid-19 cases on Planet Earth. It includes mass shootings, incarceration of children in cages, destruction of law and public policy, destruction of public lands, desecration of ideals and morals, encouragement of racism, sexism, and sadism, and so much more, while the earth heats and all the nations, all of them, ponder what happened to the indispensable nation.
And here we are. Ashamed, disgusted, betrayed, and under the bell curve.
I grew up in Washington, D.C., in a politically engaged, patriotic family. My father worked for President Jack Kennedy, for President Lyndon Johnson, for President Ronald Reagan. I am a patriot. This is my country. I loved it. I was an activist, a scientist, a journalist, a government policy maker.
And now I am a weary citizen, whose vision has been struck flat by the thick sadism of the GOP and its funders. I am broken hearted.