This is a political rant offered up on the eve of the Presidential election (November 8th) in the United States (my country of birth). I suggest you totally disregard this rant and move to something more positive, but if you choose to ignore my advice then know this: This rant is for me and nobody else and will probably alienate what few friends I have left. I get that. But if I don’t vent this anger I will surely explode. I have not seen my country this divided since the war in Vietnam (and looking back I was on the wrong side of that divide).
I’m old, crotchety and totally pissed off. My innate skepticism has finally evolved into an overriding and all-encompassing cynicism. And it depresses me. We, the American people, are totally fucked and we did it to ourselves. And I freely admit that I was part of the problem and probably still am. So be it. I made the conscious decision five years ago to disconnect—and I did. I don’t regret that decision.
I’ve been labeled with every derogatory name in the book for my decision and have lost many so-called friends (and even family) over it. Once again, so be it. I cannot prevent what’s happening to my country but I’ll be damned if I will knowingly contribute to its demise. This is a personal (moral) decision based on a lifetime of experience, study and introspection. It’s my decision and I am ready and willing to take complete responsibility for it. Trump and Clinton are merely the symptomatic expression of the underlying cancer that pervades the USA (and indeed the world).
I loudly proclaimed, over a year ago, that I would abdicate my voting responsibility (as an American citizen) if a viable third-party candidate couldn’t be found (viable is the operative word). I won’t be forced to take part in a system where I have to vote for the lesser of two evils. Make no mistake about it, both Trump and Clinton are Zebras of a different stripe but Zebras nonetheless (sorry to cast aspersions on the poor Zebra). Both will do our country great harm and have already demonstrated a willingness to do so.
To do anything less would be to violate my own moral and ethical code and sense of justice. And I’ve reached an age where I am unwilling to compromise what little integrity I have left. Call me what you will and feel free to un-friend (or un-follow) me on Facebook (I’ve done it to many of my former friends and will probably continue to do so as the need arises). That my country has fallen into a racist, bigoted, xenophobic dark miasma that has divided both families and friendships saddens me no end. I have never subscribed to the saying: My country right or wrong.