The rain falling from the dark sky is barely liquid.The thermometer reads 33 as we step out into the early evening—this is not the kind of night I’d want to be outside, but this is important.When we arrive in Bethlehem there are already maybe a couple hundred people lining Rose Garden Park with signs.We park and join them. Many of the signs are clever and to the point: “I shouldn’t have to miss Nixon,” and “Vichy Republicans—shame on you!”This winter of discontent, crumbling democracy, we are here as warm bodies on a cold night to protest what has gone on far too long.The impeachment vote is scheduled for today and across the country people have come out—supper hastily eaten or yet to be started when they get home—to say enough is enough.
Now Pennsylvania isn’t the bluest of states.I wasn’t sure of what our reception would be on the busy corner of 8th Avenue and Union.I was amazed.Large numbers of cars, and even some commercial trucks, honked their horns in support as they drove by.Thumbs up out windows in the cold air.Long blasts on horns.For sure, many drivers remained silent, but only three that I counted bothered to roll down their windows and shout support for Trump.They were treated respectfully and cordially by the protesters, many of whom were considerably older than my wife and me.I listened to snatches of conversations as my fingers and toes grew numb.Vietnam vets, and even one from the Second World War.Retirees who should be spending December nights in their warm homes.We all had something important to do.We had to stand and be counted.
Because of a childhood incident, I suffered mild frostbite on my fingers and toes.It is excessively painful for me to be out in the cold to this day.We could only stay for about an hour and a half.It was a work night after all.There were many stalwarts still holding signs and chanting as we headed back to our car.Around a sign for the park where other, more temporary signs stood, a protester said, “Someday maybe we won’t have to do this anymore.”A younger man corrected him.This happened because we failed to be vigilant.Vichy Republicans are a real thing and although the elections are about eleven months away, we need to get ready.We need to get everyone out to vote.If the signs of support we saw last night reflect the feelings of Americans, it’s time for us to become a democracy again.
The ongoing political fiasco of our nation (and within several states as well), raises a very basic issue.We trust our legislators to do what we pay them to do (they’re our employees) because they take an oath to uphold the Constitution.Problem is, liars don’t keep their word.When an elected official opts to lie pathologically rather than to tell the truth, how can we expect him (or her) to uphold an oath they took?Doesn’t lying behavior suggest that they were lying when they took that oath?A hand on the Bible means nothing if you don’t suppose God is waiting with a lightning bolt in the metaphorical Heaven described, none too clearly, in the Good Book.This is the greatest crisis a democracy can possibly face—lying leaders.
This isn’t just alarmist talk.Societies—even capitalistic ones—rely on a great deal of trust.Those who don’t mean what they say end up on the business end of the Better Business Bureau, or fail to stay solvent.There are laws that ensure you are protected if someone sells you a false bill of goods.What then, if the highest office in the land is occupied by someone who can’t be trusted?Instead of appealing to the rule of law to set such a person on the right path, the Republican (Church) Party has decided that lying is now a commandment.I may be lying, but how can you tell?If no one has the backbone to stand up and declare that the whole system has toppled, what can a nation do?An even more worrisome fact is that there’s no going back once this has happened.The Republican Church has instilled this behavior for three years and is showing no sign of repentance.
Oaths were taken very seriously in the world of the Bible.Violating one (lying intentionally) was considered the surest way to arouse God’s anger.Ironically the Republican Church, which claims to be biblically based, is, according to its own Scripture, angering God.I often consider myself a cynic, but my cynicism falls far short of this.Psychological studies have demonstrated that the average person is reluctant to outright lie when the idea of God is introduced into conversation.God’s Own Party, however, has inured itself to that minor phobia.The Good Book, after all, says God’s the father of lies, right?If they’d bother to open that book they’re thumping, I think they’d discover that that is truthfully the worst kind of blasphemy a human can utter.
Republicanism, it seems to me, has become its own religion.It started off when the GOP married evangelical Christianity, but the offspring of that unholy union has become a religion all on its own.It certainly doesn’t adhere to classical Republican principles (tariffs?Really?).Nor does it adhere to Evangelical standards (turn the other cheek?Love thy neighbor as thyself?).Like most blendings, this new religion has some elements of each parent and it has no lack of fanatic supporters.The traditional Evangelical, for example, considered the Devil “the father of lies”—one of his biblical titles.The Republican, however, considers pathological lying to be signs of messiahood.There’s a tiny disjunction here, but it proves that what we’ve got is the birth of a new religion.
Books and articles have begun to appear on how Evangelicalism has changed.I don’t believe it’s so much a matter of Evangelicalism evolving as it is Republicanism fulfilling the need for intolerant religion.In every culture there are those who want to go back to the day of Moses and golden calves and stoning those you hate.It’s a little more difficult these days, what with secular laws that protect the rights of others, but the GOP has found a way.My heart goes out to old fashioned Republicans, it really does.Fiscal conservatives have found themselves in church with a bunch of people with whom they agree on very little.They have no choice, for their political party has been sanctified.And the only thing worse than an Evangelical is a bleeding-heart liberal.Next thing you know the Democrats will start quoting the Bible at you.
The lying thing really takes some wrapping my head around, though.I’ve always said nobody believes in a religion they know to be false.This new development challenges that, if it doesn’t challenge the very idea of religion itself.Republicanism is a religion based solidly on bearing false witness.Self-aware of it, even.You can’t tell me that these educated white men don’t know a criminal activity when they see one.That they can’t read, and reason, and trust their intellect (although it takes the back seat to their overwrought emotions).Sound like a religion to you?It sure does to me.It’s been coming a long time, but it took the last three years (the tradition length of Jesus’ ministry, it’s often said) for this to dawn on me.The religion of the lying messiah.I’ve got to wonder what kind of future it’s got.I smell the fires rekindling in the burnt over district and wonder who’s for dinner.
As our government continues to pretend it has an interest in anything but enriching the individuals in Washington, a rather constant refrain of “broken system” has emerged.It heard that phrase repeatedly in conversations in San Diego, on a variety of topics.Now, I’m no stranger to buzzwords, but this strikes me as particularly apt to describe what we’re seeing.A democracy within a republic builds safeguards to prevent the abuse of power, but when abuse of power occurs and one political party insists on enabling such abuse, the system is indeed broken.Not only that, but there’s no will evident to fix it.The GOP glories in it, feeling like it’s somehow winning the game as families and individuals suffer as a result of it.In the past, it seems to me, there was a desire to repair what was an obvious problem.
Self-delusion, it seems, has become very common.That, and some older politicians may not be aware how frequently they’re shown in their foibles on the internet.Information that used to take weeks or months to filter out is now known instantaneously, and everybody’s overloaded and confused.Politicians, instead of trying to show us the way in such a landscape are rather acting like my late stepfather in saying “Do as I say, not as I do.”A fine bit of hypocrisy, that.At least he tried to mend his ways, even if not successful in his efforts.He would’ve known, however, that he had no business being president.I reflect on this broken system quite a lot and I wonder what is next for us.When trust in government is completely eroded, where do we turn?
Many have celebrated the decline of religion.Let’s be more precise here and say organized religion.Survey after survey reveals that we aren’t necessarily becoming less religious, but we’ve been watching prominent religious leaders throw their unstinting support behind a broken system.Many of them continue to ignore the truth to support an incumbent who’s demonstrated that he’d just as soon turn on them as help their cause.And for what?Simply to prop up a tottering system, to squeeze out the last drops of what can be used to make things better for themselves before it all falls down.As I was flying essentially coast to coast, it was evident from the air just how diverse a nation we are.For nearly 250 years we’ve been able to make it work.Now that it’s clearly broken, it seems the will to make it better has vanished.And only politics remain.
Sometimes updates don’t help.That’s because evil is so good at masquerading as righteousness that constant vigilance is required.Michelle Goldberg’s Kingdom Coming: The Rise of Christian Nationalism was recommended to me by someone at a local church.I’ve been giving educational talks to help people understand what Evangelicalism is, so I figured I’d better read it.The optimistic epilogue to this otherwise excellent book allowed relief after the 2006 midterm elections.Of course, nobody back then could’ve believed an even less intelligent president than W could ever be put forth by the GOP.That doesn’t mean Kingdom Coming shouldn’t be read.It should.And it should be required reading (aw, gee!Homework?).There have been many studies that have demonstrated repeatedly that Christian Nationalism is highly organized and well funded.Meanwhile intellectuals scoff that religion is dead.
I spent most of the last week in a kind of panic.I have another public talk coming up, and I needed to read Goldberg before that.Yes, it is dated.But yes, we have Trump’s bumbling form of “leadership” with a well funded, highly organized Evangelical subculture calling the shots.Forget the politicians—they’re only interested in money—it’s everyone else who suffers from America’s growing fascism.The fact that the GOP won’t stand up to 45 shows that we’ve already turned the corner toward das Vaterland.Anyone the Republican Party elects from now on could be the new dictator.Christian Nationalism stands behind this as journalists scratch their heads.
Goldberg’s book has likely been shelved because eight years of Obama made it seem like the threat was gone.The problem is, silence works to the benefit of Christian Nationalists.Perhaps the most frightening thing about all of this is that many intellectuals simply don’t take the threat seriously.At the same time I was reading this, I was also reading about Nazi Germany (because I’m such a cheerful guy).The parallels are blatant and entirely too obvious to miss.Christian Nationalism has an agenda and it is fascist in nature.Even obeying the words of Jesus takes second place to the political objective of making America in their own image.This may sound alarmist, but it’s based on solid information.The Devil, they say, is most powerful when people don’t believe in him.Those who would make America into a theocracy would claim to follow the other guy, but looking at their tactics, it’s pretty clear who’s really in charge.
Out on the nearby rail trail I use for jogging I often hear it.Gun fire.There’s a shooting range—out of sight, and hopefully, out of reach—not far from the path.The loudness of the discharges, even from this distance, is enough to make you jump, even in mid-stride.Often as I’m getting my exercise I reflect that fear begets fear.Many people purchase guns because they are afraid.Statistics support—although mass shootings must be catching up—that the vast majority of those shot receive their wounds from a family member because there’s a gun in the house.And that only makes people more afraid.Fear begets fear.And a cycle of madness begins.American exceptionalism convinces us that just because no other developed nation in the world experiences this level of gun violence the solution is to buy more guns and that military assault weapons should be available to the mentally unstable.
As life in Trump’s America erupts into the summer of hate, at least 31 people are dead from mass shootings, and the GOP stands firmly with the perps.In the United States alone among “developed” nations this level of gun violence is prevalent.In this country alone do the levels of poverty near the 50% mark while the top 1% give us guns with which to play.If you elect a hate-filled man, society will become hateful.Gun violence existed before Trump, of course.Mass killings have been a problem as long as the Republican Party has been owned by the NRA.Add racial hatred and people will die.The GOP wouldn’t recognize an elephant gun if it saw one.
Fear can be treated.While I’m no specialist, my own form of exposure therapy involves watching horror movies.What more horror can there be to a society bent on mass murders and an oligarchy that turns a deaf ear?To some madnesses there may be a method.The movies I watch are, ironically, coping mechanisms.In the midst of all this violence, one wonders at the utter lack of moral rectitude on the part of Republicans who loudly bray that gun ownership will make us safe.Perhaps they hope we’ll become numb, at least on our way to the voting booth.If we learn to deal with fear it can be subdued.So I’m out jogging, listening to the rapid fire of guns somewhere out of sight.And I’m pondering how fear often has the last laugh while the rest of us weep.
It’s a little bit worrying.Not just the GOP’s indifference in the face of two mass shootings on the same weekend, but also the fact that the internet knows who I am.I am the reluctant owner of a smartphone.I do like that I have the internet in my pocket, but I’m a touch paranoid that I can be traced to anywhere unless I lose my phone.Even then the government can probably email me and tell me where it is.Don’t get me wrong—I’m not important enough for the government to pay attention to me, but what is really worrisome is that the web knows me.Here’s how I came to learn that.On my home computer I had done a rather obscure Google search.(If you read this blog that won’t surprise you, and no, it wasn’t anything naughty!)When I signed into my work computer—different username, different email address, different IP address—and had to do a work related search, Google auto-suggested the search I did on a different computer over the weekend.
I’m savvy enough to know that Google metrics are all about marketing.The internet wants customer information to predict what they might sell to us.Advertisers pay for that.Assuming that I want to buy underwear and summer dresses online (why?), they tailor their ads to sites I visit.As a sometime fiction writer I go to some sites from which I’m not interested in purchasing anything.(As an aside, old fashioned book research didn’t leave such a “paper trail.”)I’ve gotten used to the idea of my laptop knowing me—it sits on my lap everyday, after all—but the work computer?Does it have to know what I’ve been doing over the weekend?
Artificial intelligence is one thing, but hopping from one login to another feels like being caught in the shower by a stranger.Like everyone else, I appreciate the convenience of devices.When I get up in the morning my laptop’s more sure of who I am than my own sleep-addled brain is.That doesn’t mean my devices really know the essence of who I am.And it certainly doesn’t mean that my work computer has any right to know what I was doing on another device over the weekend.Those who believe machine consciousness is now underway assume that this is a step forward, I suppose.From the perspective of one who’s being stalked by electronic surveillance, however, the view is quite different.Please leave my personal life at the door, as I do when I go to work.