♣ Spoiled sports? Sore losers? Crybabies? These are the kinds of cheap shots Trump supporters are taking lately at American voters who rue the election of Donald J. Trump, hordes of voters filling city streets nationwide to show their grave concern, dissent and solidarity. These cheap shots range in order of magnitude from shallow and inaccurate to false and misleading. In general each is lame, imprecise and misdirected of course. After all, their aim is to peg as hypersensitive, ungracious, undemocratic and infantile the victims of Donald Trump and their dissent against his abuse, victims already pegged by the dubious leader before the world as indefensibly different, suspect, ominous, vile, inferior, undesirable, in effect as somewhat less than human.
Trump’s abuse, constant, loathsome, un-American, sets the kind of sad and dangerous precedent which begs public rebuke and renunciation from a free society. When bursts of rebuke and renunciation do emerge however, much in the name of honor, ethics and social justice, large groups of Trump-supporting name-callers emerge as well to belittle it.
There are various reasons name-callers cast their cheap aspersions on recipients of Donald Trump’s abuse. One is to obscure beneath a vast barrage of false accusations the ostensible fact that these victims have the guts to call maltreatment what it is. Another is that many shallower Trump-supporting name-callers define broad anti-Trump sentiment as nothing more than loser’s remorse. In the main, however, the name-callers are out to make small an issue undeniably huge, to make miniscule the elephant in the parlor, to dismiss as insignificant and petty the preponderance of Donald Trump victims and, it must be said, their many angry advocates in streets across the country yelling foul
They stage their derision little guessing those who seek to label others often betray a hallmark of dysfunction and sooner or later do what all dysfunctionals do. They blame the victim, in this instance projecting on Trump’s victims and their backers all blame for the abuse Trump himself has heaped upon them. By doing this they shrink blame in the real culprit, collectively Donald Trump and all Trumpist name-callers by emulation, never gleaning how transparent and indicative of dysfunction their flimsy scam looks to the many astute.
What gall not to take their abuse and like it, these too-dismissive name-callers seem to rebuke victims–like dissing minority groups as Trump has done is democratic while democratic activism against it is not. Trump voters say that Trump won democratically. They inform us that democracy has thus been served and so Clintonite dissenters ought to shut up and deal with it. Dissenting Clinton voters make a much finer distinction. Since an irrefutably unjust man won by democratic vote, they say, democracy has been served and yet justice has not. They make a point, a good point. At that, they make the whole point. Anti-Trump dissidence in American streets has nothing to do with winning and losing per say but rather with what manner of man has won and what that manner of man’s having won will mean for countless Americans targeted by Trump throughout the unrivaled travesty which became his presidential campaign, what it will mean for all Americans, being a threat to democracy, freedom and social justice.
It’s about social justice and Trump is front and center in the brouhaha, Donald Trump who was indeed elected democratically in the technical sense but only after he stomped on social justice with the alacrity of a small boy breezing through a penny candy store waving a shiny silver dollar clasped hotly in his hand. Now he tells us all that really matters is that he won. How can Trump be that out of touch with the people, that oblivious to the irony of a win at their expense, that bereft of personal principles as to proudly put winning above fair play and social responsibility? Is this a man without discernment or a man without honor? Surely it’s a man of rather questionable integrity and a languishing sense of human respect, no small considerations for the up and coming leader of perhaps the world’s freest, most pluralistic society.
A dirth of human respect or integrity marks a gross lack of principles. In the absence of principles, a government and the society under its jurisdiction both become skewed. A cavalier stance grips the nation. Patterns of living grow erratic. There can be no order, no anchor, no sound frame of reference for the norms, mores, values or priorities of a society, no dependable criteria for human behavior nor any reliable paradigm for human interaction. The powerful seize control and do whatever serves themselves. The weak sink to self-absorption and mayhem. Time alone will tell how this cavalier posture plays out in Trump’s imminent first term as chief executive.
It defies belief that following such brash and stunningly un-American antics by a would-be statesman, such inconceivably raw, rabid racial, ethnic, religious and sexual slurs as Donald Trump slung in his scourge of a presidential bid, there remain Trump supporters who take his hapless victims and their natural, dutiful, infinitely democratic protestations lightly, who trivialize their sense of denigration and betrayal then mock their plight in general with Trumped-up charges of “spoiled sport,” “sore loser” and “crybaby,” charges a child might bring against playmates losing poorly at hopscotch.
How, after the brutal, more than year long, bigotry-charged and very public tongue lashing Americans underwent from Trump, could hecklers even dream that any pigeonholed person, any demonized minority is anything but legitimately concerned for their welfare these days? Are they blind or do they grasp indeed the flagrant stigmatization of a select few with all its deep, darksome implications, glean its toll and opt anyway to lie, spin, distort, propagandize, diminish their fellow Americans for a vague political notion, some prescribed, heady, nationalistic whim, some distorted, self-aggrandizing myth about their own certain superiority?
Do they understand it’s not social diversity alone but American honor, freedom, human rights and social justice, grave American values and principles, the integrity of the Constitution itself that are currently under siege by Donald Trump and the extreme right elements he panders to? Trump may have slurred those he did just to foment deeper passion and broader support for his political platform, sure. He was that resolved to win the election at any cost. It’s disturbing, however, to think that after all was said and done, Trump may never have taken the process, its negative implications or even its many wretched victims very seriously and that, ostensibly, all were mere conveniences for the candidate whose campaign was just a gigantic manipulation anyway. Monumental damage has been done these victims and America at large in the process. Some might be years in the undoing, some well beyond repair.
Whether bigoted in itself or collaborative with bigotry, this dark dynamic stands as part of a tacit subjugation process spawned by Donald Trump and now enforced by an effete corps of denigrating Trumpite name-callers. Victims of this tacit subjugation woke November 8th to find themselves dazed and confused, quite uncertain about their places in the land they helped to build. They’re tentative now, indignant, apprehensive about their freedom, safety, security and personal treatment, apprehensive as many not directly stung by the process tend to be apprehensive about the freedom, safety, security and personal treatment of loved ones, friends, neighbors and simple fellow Americans. They’re concerned about the future. They’re fretful about the dark, uncharted path this country’s chosen in making Donald Trump its next president.
Those hit directly by the Trump dehumanization tack with all its bleak and fearsome implications, many harsh realities now in the form of violent hate crimes and racist acts, some credited right to Donald Trump himself in fact, are anything but disappointed fans left to sup on sour grapes. These are disinherited citizens forced to feed on poison berries. Many are faced with possible life-threatening situations. Many feel their hard-gotten quality of life reduced quite dramatically with the advent of Donald Trump given the swath he recarved for social injustice, incivility and random violence, a swath shaven clean beneath the double-edged scythe of bigoted rhetoric and rampant supplication to bigots everywhere.
Hillary Clinton voters, sore losers? Well, losers, yes. Democratic minorities lost big. They lost more than just an election this time. Sore? Yeah, like anyone finally making strides and beaten down for the umpteenth time is feeling pretty dog gone sore right now, like anyone seeing the faint glimmer of unity, feeling a small bristle of pride and suddenly faced with rampant Trumpism, faced with fresh divisiveness and dehumanization is feeling pretty sore right now. Spoiled sports? Okay, sports maybe. The spoiled are accustomed to winning however. Few constant winners here. Crybabies? Infants don’t struggle, don’t overcome. Fledglings don’t weep for lost ground. Only the cognizant, caring and compassionate, the consummately mature shed a tear for lost freedom, flagging justice and inhumanity which torment the soul, shame the race, shame through empathy both victor and victim indiscriminately.
Stigmatizing those in dread of Donald Trump as mere querulous spoiled sports, sore losers and crybabies, piqued fans grieving over the loss of a sporting event is short-sighted to the point of absurdity. It’s cruel to the point of atrocity. It trivializes vital issues and those effected by them. It doesn’t nearly characterize the many feeling justifiably threatened by a newly elected leader who has daily both directed and drawn fierce hostility toward them, hostility toward their groups and toward their counterparts nationwide. Instead of pondering just how wholesale bias came to roost with such impunity, acquiescence, even the instigation of high-level leaders in this, of all places, the USA, many Trump voters have closed their minds and reduced themselves to name-calling, minimizing a critical situation, some asleep to the finer details of that situation, others hip to them all but too insensitive or biased and in service to both conditions now maliciously fanning the flames.
On the one hand, the choice terminology in this puerile bit of name-calling is mean, shallow, supercilious, sanctimonious dreck. It’s claptrap spouted about anti-Trump activists by a narrow, petty, vapid, heartless, carelessly dismissive contingent loath to learn much less understand what’s actually at stake in the recent election for many minority groups and others embroiled in passionate protest across the United States. On the other hand the nomenclature comprises a group of labels affixed to the activists by sharply astute, equally narrow, unfeeling but especially coy, politically driven spin-doctors, cold, practiced liars obscuring the truth by distorting the truth, twisting a basic if intricate truth running so much deeper than any wounded pride or scorched ego that tends to chase plain competitive loss, truth that strikes at the heart of minority cultures, threatens their very safety, their serenity, their veritable place in American society, truth that cuts to the core sacred American principles, values, rule of law, truth that pierces the soul of democracy itself. While truth presents the one and only, steadfast, universal currency of human interaction, this diehard band of philosophical twerps continue to souse themselves in informational counterfeiting, a communicational sobotage that impedes the advancement of all mankind and still, incredibly, they find it a source of personal aggrandizement and pride.
In one of modern American history’s rarest instances, a presidential candidate acted publicly in a manner unbefitting a US president. He presumed to court brazenly and unfettered the primitive forces of racism, white supremacy and anti-Semitism. Then, winning as much because of as in spite of that dalliance, Donald Trump acceded to the nation’s highest office. His ostensible lies, vicious attacks on American citizens, shameless appeal to alt-rightists, bigots, racists, misogynists and xenophobes were firmly endorsed by more than half the voting population. The endorsement then doubled back to embolden, even mobilize the same hate groups against their traditional target groups with heightened enthusiasm, new justification and an implicit sense of executive permission, this in turn eroding the minority segment’s long-sought, hard-forged shield against the aggressors and leaving these target groups, blacks, Hispanics, Muslims, women, gays and others weakened, more vulnerable than before, reducing them once again to the level of social pariahs, in the end forcing them physically, psychologically, emotionally and spiritually into degrading, policy-imposed exile, degrading both for its victims and the nation. Does this warped dynamic not run contrary to human rights provisions? Does it not dishonor America, all Americans and the American presidency? Do we not value honor any more?
With the election of a man who very calculatingly romanced the bigoted underbelly of the country, a man who held up minority groups consistently to rancor and public ridicule, millions across America feel aghast, disenfranchised, vulnerable, at serious risk, filled with understandable dread, doubt, disbelief, fear for their well-being, some for their very lives, those of loved ones, friends and fellow Americans. Indeed since Donald Trump’s election once inhibited racist acts and hate crimes have markedly risen, some in the name of Trump himself whom haters say inspired them. So it is that many thousands in cities nationwide have spontaneously, without guide of leadership or organization, commandeered the city streets charged with fear, anxiety, incredulity, desperate hope as if adrift in some dystopian nightmare, fallen prey to some apocalyptic vision come to pass which, to pique their dread, some fifty percent of voters either cannot or will not concede much less comprehend, though certain of them see clearly, understand and celebrate anyway.
Spoiled sports? Sore losers? Crybabies? Americans under siege by their own is more like it.
–♦©M. D. Phillips–awincingglare.com