Welp. Here’s another example of the utter stupidity of the universe. Instead of focusing on what really matters, folks on both “sides” of the political spectrum have decided to pick fights with even the smallest thing and turn it into the biggest thing. I have to wonder whether the reaction would be the same in a different context, with a different politician, in a different time. I suppose one could argue that the context is everything, and that no matter what orange hair does can be contextualized as a symptom of his utter insanity, and that’s certainly an easy way to approach things, albeit overly simplistic and the mark of an utterly corrupt cognition and perception of reality. We have, by most accounts, become a country of either rainbow warriors or racists, and nothing in between. The fact is, however, the the vast majority of us do fall somewhere in the middle. I’d like to believe that it is, in fact, possible to disagree with the vast majority of a politician’s actions (in this case old orange hair’s) while still being able to see that not each and every action is worthy of condemnation. Taken as a whole, a politician’s actions may be deemed as damnable or worthy of praise, and perhaps the individual should be lauded or damned in turn, based on the overall gestalt of his or her actions (their if you’d prefer), but to take something meme-like and probably not long in its gestation and demand that it is aligned with a malign agenda is sometime taking things too far and not really helping with the current state of politics or the world. Not everyone needs to agree, and not everyone ever will agree, whether it be about politics, sexuality, religion, time, space, cardinal virtues, cardinal sins or whatever else the cat will choose to drag in or that is brought to us across the vast distances of space, time, history, and change. By perhaps, and just maybe, we can continue this vast experiment of living together and know that we don’t need to agree, that even the bad politicians from any party won;t last forever, and that we must begin at some point to look for the goodness in each other, because God — or whatever you want to believe in — knows that in the end they are never really going to help us anyway, and that sooner or later we must help ourselves, love one another or die, and that the little things might not be battles worth fighting over while the big things might be worth dying over.
