We live in a time of war…
The Culture War – called by many the “Cold Civil War” – is a shooting war. It really became a shooting war after President Obama feted Black Lives Matter representatives at the White House and paid homage to them during his eulogy at the funerals of the dead Dallas cops, who’d been killed by a black man inspired by that very organization.
The complete bifurcation of America into Salvadore Dali‘s “Soft Construction With Boiled Beans” began with Obama’s despicable commentary over the dead bodies of cops whose blood trail led directly to the steps of the White House.
Those with eyes that see, have viewed the many attacks from progressive thugs against Trump supporters, free speech and the right to assemble again and again.
Here are ONLY the most recent attacks.
Here in Kansas City, a few days ago, one of our fellow citizens took umbrage with a man who had the temerity to display a Trump Sticker on his car. After some inspiring rhetoric, the aforesaid citizen left the idiot Trump supporter (I gotta call a spade a spade. Anyone in Kansas City, dumb enough to display a Trump sticker, is either meaner and bigger than Brock Lesner or crazier than Clay Chastain.).
Is it just me, or was that attack deplorable?
At a neighborhood bar in Olathe last week a drunken, brain dead white boy, who thought he was shooting Muslims, killed a couple of H 1b Visa holders from India, who no doubt took some American jobs at Garmin. But they sure as hell didn’t deserve to be executed for looking swarthy.
Welcome to Bloody Kansas.
This particular flat-liner white boy, reminded me of something, someone – oh yeah, all the idiots who for the last two years have beaten and intimidated folks who didn’t believe in THEIR politics.
So, here we are.
Or, are we?
Tomorrow we will drive down paved streets, observe traffic signals, go the the grocery store and find food on the shelves. We’ll put gas in our cars and usher the urchins off to school Monday morning hoping the social C\contract and the center holds.
I know and have seen violence.
People think, think they understand violence from watching TV or engaging in a couple of high school fist fights. But they don’t know the real sound of breaking bones or how far blood really flies in confrontations. Or the way that a knife ‘pops’ as it goes through that layer of skin into the body. How lives are changed and families ruined in just one, one second of rage that you, or your friends who believe that violence and superior firepower will bring us all together politically after “God Sorts It Out”.
We Americans had better step back from this abyss.
That white boy scared me. Really. There has been very little blow back from bone heads on the right in the face of the violence from the left. Who cares? Throw the score card out. It is time to compromise and find common ground.
Right here, in Missouri and Kansas, some 160 years ago, the seeds of the greatest loss of American life in the history of this country were sown.
Black Lives Matter doesn’t scare me. George Soros doesn’t scare me. Keith Ellison and Louis Farrakhan do not scare me.
What scares me, is, at some point, the groundswell of resentment from and the humiliation visited upon, a middle class that just barely effected a victory in the recent elections, will coalesce into a movement that parrots BLM and is equally interested in violence.
A movement no longer constrained, but in fact, is motivated by hate of the “other” in the same way they are by the “other” now.
The Liberal Media, in my opinion, stokes the fires of hatred, hysteria and hyperbole. The PEW Report says that 74% of Americans, still get their news from those liberal, traditional sources.
There are those journalists on the right that are just as guilty, but the MSM is driving the message of illegitimacy, violence and a “Take No Prisoners” approach to politics.
I hear thunder.
Let’s find some common ground folks.
At some point, if this keeps up, there will be a Duke of Sarajevo moment, only this time, the lights will go out all over America.