And Then There Was This

90BC03AE-42DC-42CF-ADB2-6B3C48D3832CEarlier today I published a post, “Rally Fatigue,” in which I lamented that people seem to have grown weary of attending anti-Trump rallies and protest marches. And it’s hard not to feel fatigued, since the despicable moron in the Oval Office gives us reason after reason to go to protest rallies and marches.

Just today the vindictive ignoramous demanded that American flags not be flown at half staff to honor the passing of John McCain. Traditionally, sitting senators who die in office have flags lowered in their honor from date of death until burial. How pathetic, thin-skinned, self-centered, and low-class can “our” president be?

One blogger, some dude who calls himself Jonolan, apparently feels a little different when it comes to those who rally against our asshole-in-chief. He graced my post with this comment:

“Yep. it sucks. I kept hoping that they’d grow and escalate so as to give Americans and OUR President the excuse to gun them down en mass as a matter of national security.

And yeah, you ‘wife’ would look so much better with a bullet hole through her nasty face, just like any other domestic enemy of the American people.”

My blogging buddy, Marilyn Armstrong, responded to that comment. She wrote:

“Ban Jonolan. Anyone who threatens you with a bullet in the face, ban him from your sight and REPORT HIM TO WORDPRESS. Don’t mess around with them. They aren’t cute or funny and ignoring them is a good way to wind up dead.”

I’ve decided not to ban him. Instead  I want to keep his comment there to remind me that Hillary was right all along when she said that half of Trump’s supporters belong in a basket of deplorables. Certainly this Jonolan guy is, as I responded in my post to his comment, “one sick puppy.”

Rally Fatigue

I think it was number seven. Perhaps number eight. Or number nine. I don’t know. I’ve lost count.

The first one was the day after the inauguration. My wife wore her knitted pink pussy hat to that one. There were thousands of people there. And then there was the one protesting the Muslim ban. The one protesting the attempt to repeal Obamacare. The one protesting the new tax laws. The one to protest the administration’s assault on women’s reproductive rights. The one to protest the rollback of environmental protections and the denial of science and climate change. And the one to protest the separation of children from their parents who were seeking asylum in the United States.

Yesterday’s rally was to protest the nomination of Brett Kavanaugh to the U.S. Supreme Court. There were banners and signs. There was music. There were local politicians and other speakers.

D92F7195-7EF0-400F-9DCC-4D108696118B7BC4450C-8189-4D2A-B98E-C7EEACDEA111AAAC8327-253D-4F3D-A597-B2F7C534F57FThe only thing that was missing were the protesters. Maybe 500 or so people actually showed up at City Hall. Not tens of thousands like there were on January 21, 2017. Not the thousands who protested the Muslim ban, the Obamacare repeal, the tax laws, threats to women’s rights, science and climate change denials, and family separations. Not even close to a thousand people showed up yesterday.

I’ve noticed that with each rally to protest Trump-related actions, the crowd sizes have grown smaller. I don’t think the drop off in participation is because the purposes for the rallies are less important, less critical. I think it’s a case of rally fatigue.

Trump has given us so many reasons to protest and to march and to rally. There new are causes to fight with every passing week and I fear that people are growing tired and numb and frustrated because nothing is changing. So what’s the point?

We can’t get lazy. We can’t give up. We can’t be apathetic. That’s what got us here in the first place.

We must continue to resist, to protest, to rally, to march, to make our voices heard if we don’t want Trumpism to become the new American normal.