People wail about the decline of civilisation. And then they accelerate it.
I’ve followed you for a while. I’ve agreed with a lot of your points about how screwed up things are, and about the demonstrated or plausible motivations of those who push things on their course. I agree that the world is fucked almost beyond recovery, that the acceleration of class divisions is either the cause or a first-order symptom, and that those who knowingly benefit from that sabotage are reprehensible, for lack of a better word.
But I place myself firmly and unwaveringly on the other side of a very clear line labelled “celebrating the cancer of my political enemies”. Cancer, in its many forms, is something I wouldn’t wish on my worst enemy simply because I’ve seen close up what it does to people and families. My mother beat cancer. My grandmother and several others didn’t. Many close friends haven’t. I have a significantly above-average likelihood of dying from it eventually, with far less resources than even my mother had to fight it. I also honor Senator McCain’a past service, which few Boomers like me have entered let alone equalled. I viscerally oppose many of the positions he has held and opinions he has expressed in recent years, but a system that does not tolerate opposing opinions is a tyranny, no matter what the opinions or intentions. Civilisation requires that we be better than that.
Or else, what is the point of even pretending to aspire to being civil to one another?
