Just a ramblin' woman

I am a registered Democrat.

But I have traveled a circuitous path in my political life, with the now 67-year-old Democrat a very different person than the 17-year-old who registered to vote in 12th-grade homeroom in the fall of 1974.

In the days of three main television stations, my real political knowledge teetered between slim and none. There was never any real conversation in my home, so current events and the political climate were not being discussed around the dinner table or anywhere else.

When presented with voter registration forms that fall morning, I couldn’t have told you about any philosophical or policy differences between the two major parties. So of course I could not have truly identified with one group over the other.

I registered as a Democrat for two main reasons: 1) Just two months previously, Richard Nixon, the Republican president, had resigned the office in shame, seizing the opportunity to leave voluntarily rather than face certain impeachment; and 2) My mother was a registered Republican.

In my early years as a voter, I was a largely uninformed participant. I prided myself in never missing an election but I probably could have done a better job at casting those votes. As I matured a bit and took more of an interest in a bigger community and world, I researched more and cast more responsible votes. I didn’t always get it right but I was making informed decisions based upon information available to me.

I was never a hardcore party-line voter. I researched issues that most concerned or affected me and my community at the time and voted accordingly. I didn’t vote for party, I voted for people. I’ve voted for many Republicans over the years (though that probably will never happen again). For example, I was truly on the fence during the 2008 presidential election season. I literally could have tossed a coin to decide between Barack Obama and John McCain. The latter lost my vote when he picked Sarah Palin as his running mate.

Anyhow, I give you all this background to get to my point (I know, I know, this is seriously burying the lead). While I am a proud, card-carrying Democrat, I have never consumed Kool-Aid of any color. I don’t worship at the altar of the DNC and I don’t idolize any candidate or office-holder. I pride myself in being a equal-opportunity critic. I have never been 100 percent happy with any candidate, nor did that perfect endorsement magically happen when a candidate won an office. There are no perfect humans, therefore there are no perfect politicians.

In the past bunch of presidential elections, the Democratic candidate has not been my first choice. Ditto for the most recent Maryland gubernatorial races. I seem to always back the wrong guy or gal in the primary. And in Maryland, across most precincts and jurisdictions, the Democratic primary usually dictates who will win the November general election. 

So I start many fresh political terms being not crazy about the winner.

Which really brings me to the main point of writing this post (burying the lead, Part 2). I don’t wear blinders when it comes to evaluating the job being done by these people elected by citizens. I don’t put my head in the sand, I don’t look the other way and I don’t make excuses. I don’t refer to “whataboutisms” when confronted by a weakness or failure of “my candidate.” Corruption is corruption, incompetence is incompetence and immoral or unethical behavior is immoral or unethical behavior, regardless of the letter behind someone’s name.

Sure, I complained about George H.W. Bush and George W. Bush, but I also complained about Bill Clinton, Obama and Joe Biden. When Biden had a spectacularly horrible performance in last summer’s debate with Donald Trump, I remember thinking "we’re dead meat. He has to drop out." And the Democratic Party did what I still want to think was the right thing to do, and convinced him to step aside while there was still time to salvage the race. We will never know, of course, if it was the right thing to do, but the candidate put the nation and the office ahead of himself and stepped down.

But the hypocrisy of the Republican Party just sickens me. They seem to have 20-20 vision and impeccable hearing when it comes to criticizing Democrats but they're deaf and blind when it comes to the actions and behavior of their party mates. When Biden trips on a step, it’s the end of our society and we are the laughing stock of the world. When Trump trips on a step, there must have been a wet spot or the step was loose. When Biden couldn’t come up with a word or used a wrong word, he was deep in the throes of dementia and needed to resign. When Trump does the same thing, it’s because he’s exhausted from working so hard for the American people.

The Republican Party circles the wagons to protect hateful, law-breaking, lying, incompetent morons while Democrats eat their own for wearing the wrong color socks.

If I admire anything, it’s the ability of so many people to keep a straight face when defending DT or when they repeat his often dangerous lies as absolute gospel.

I also remember shaking my head over our choices in the 2020 presidential race. Here we were — the nation of 340 million people that likes to call itself the leader of the free world, the great melting pot proud of its diversity, its collective intellect, creativity, innovation, ambition, philanthropy and prosperity — with two old white guys from which to choose.

So the biggest concern I have about today’s political climate is the apparent willingness of way too many Republicans to put their heads in the proverbial sand and not criticize a president who on a daily basis lies, breaks laws and defies the U.S. Constitution. He usurps states’ rights, he rules by jealousy, vengeance and downright ignorance. He has staffed his cabinet and upper-level appointed agency positions with the most incompetent people he could possibly find. Any other president who tried to appoint such boobs and conmen and women would have been laughed out of town. But Trump’s appointments get rubber-stamped by the Senate’s narrow Republican majority.

I guess I’ve rambled enough here, and I’m not sure I’ve made a point, or if I even had a point to make. I’ve just become so sickened by what’s going on in our country that I had to get some of this out.

We’re coming up on a weekend where our narcissistic ruler is celebrating his own birthday with a military parade similar to those routinely organized by authoritarian and Communist countries. That same narcissistic ruler has illegally deployed military troops on American soil to fight against American citizens, and he has threatened citizens who may be planning to exercise their Constitutional rights by protesting at his “birthday party.” Potential protesters will be met with "heavy force," Trump threatened.

We have a president who cares about no one except himself. I believe he will stop at nothing in his quest to grab and exercise more power and authority than any other president in history. Everything is personal to this guy; everything is a race, a contest. He has to be better, faster, smarter, stronger, braver (ha) and more powerful than anyone else — at least in his own mind. In his own words, he knows more about (insert subject here) than anyone on the planet. 

I’m convinced his behavior is escalating and his cognitive abilities are deteriorating. And while Americans have suffered emotionally, socially and economically in these first five months, I’m truly concerned we are soon going to see American blood spilled at the hands of the American military on American streets.

And I’m concerned we have a president who will gloat, brag and take the credit when that happens.

That scares me.  

And it should scare you too. Regardless of the letter behind your name.