I haven’t done any research. I am just shooting off my mouth
as if I were smoking cigarettes over my third glass of wine in a late-night
cafe. But I was reading a summary of the Progressive Period in US politics last
night and I began to wonder at McKinley’s assassination. The histories say the anarchist Leon
Czolgosz killed him as a symbol of oppression. Those anarchists were certainly convenient when the swell of change started bumping ruling class
ceilings.
Mostly I was impressed by the many years, in
the face of the top 1 percent, it took to get from Hog Butcher of the World to actual political reform: building from the late 1880s through 1901, when
McKinley, who didn’t put up much resistance to the moneyed interests, was replaced
with his Vice President, Theodore Roosevelt.
Now HERE was a voice for the left!
Reform legislation began that, even
with the vagaries of history, continued pretty much unabated until someone
finally shot Our President to kill the dream; to close the jagged road toward
mercy and justice for all. After Kennedy, our “progress” began to regress until
the population was so uneducated it elected a movie star as President. Think
about that! How stupid did we have to become to let them put in the fix? Why, Jerry
Springer stupid, in fact, and our children see this kind of behavior as normal.
Sigh.
But how do Trump & Co. in fact
stack up beside the bosses of 1900? Are they any worse than the Robber Barons? In
fact they want the same things, but in a nuclear, global world, the
consequences seem monumental. Our
outrage is stronger because we have seen the better life, and we don’t want to
lose it.
What does seem different is the speed
at which this team expects to dismantle a century of progress, and that makes
us feel desperate – desperate, afraid, and angry.
We must learn from the earlier
Progressives that those emotions should be put in place as the generator of a
long-term campaign to recapture the momentum. We must learn patience. It is
hard for an angry person to be rational, but it is necessary for the long haul.
Get people elected from the bottom up, file every lawsuit known to the free
world, pester every personal appearance with protests and signs. Be public and
participate.
What I read last night reassured me
that the turn can be made, and that I should trust the energy of a new
generation of righteous dissatisfaction to make this the last grasping stand of
a dying class of greedy bastards. It is the beginning of their end.
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