Searching the Internet for any pro republican article, I finally found one despite a close race. The sentiment is like finding a kindred soul out there in the darkness. Normally, I’m an independent voter. But I’m really anxious about the current administration, and would like to stop the direction we’re set upon as a nation, so I'm trending toward the Republican ticket.
A stop at the pub after shopping highlighted the post Memorial Day change of atmosphere. Halloween is still a way off, but around here, it always seems to surface earlier, symbolically. The bulk of the tourists have closed up camp. In turn, the atmosphere at my favorite pub gets a more intimate feeling with familiarity between the localsI like the bartender at Waldo’s. He’s from a nice generation. Maybe he’s the one who attracts the interesting people who gather there. Teddy even goes so far as to arrange seating for people who he thinks will enjoy a conversation together.
Last night Teddy brought an elderly fellow to talk to me. A lonely widower, Alexander had a lot to say about his life. His father was a German immigrant who had served in WWI. I perked up my ears to hear about his childhood wondering whether anti Semitism existed during his father’s time. I got the answer by end of the conversation. Anti Semitism spilled over to racism in Alexander’s case. (An entire theory evolved from this conversation, and it goes to waves of dangerous fanaticism throughout history.)
This elderly man from Parma bantered how the blacks should have been sent back to Africa upon the victory of the Civil War. Alexander went on to explain that the assassination of Abraham Lincoln conspired due to abolition of slavery
He put in plain words the reason he believes the U.S. economy is bad. The people who have money are hoarding it he related. All of this money-hiding is due to our current president’s racial background. The result is that big money is frozen in Caymen Island and other foreign banks rather than circulating here in the U.S. according to his philosophy. He projected that the bleak financial state of affairs will remain as long as there’s a black president.
A complaint that I voiced about an insanely dumb article in the “Sandusky Register” is what motivated the old man’s dialog.
“I’ve had it with the bias of the news on the internet, and now this local publication!” I ranted with the newspaper Teddy had provided me in hand.
“Don’t you know the liberal press is the reason for the black president?” Alexander queried. And then I got the whole bleak picture.
I should have gotten away from this bigot, but a momentary strange fascination came over me. I wanted to discover how or what could make someone’s mind so twisted and predatory. I thought of the impressionistic works of the artist who went to an insane asylum and painted portraits of people there. I also wanted clues to look for these characteristics concerning who’s running for president.
The Hitleresque dialog was way more extreme than the horribly incompetent article in the Sandusky Register. This bimbo’s writing actually paled by comparison to the dialog before me now. Yet the outlook of her article is only a lesser degree of the same intent as this racist. Spooky.
To the Sandusky news rag’s credit, I will say that I realize the circulation goes down after Memorial Day when the tourists close up camp. The Register had no other choice than to buy a cheap article from an ignorantly biased writer. Unfortunately, publishing this prejudiced writer showed the Register to be out of touch with current events. A photo nearly as large as the space that the article consumed showed Mitt’s portrait defaced with a black splotchy something around one eye. If this isn’t Halloween imagery, I don’t know what is.
Clever in her slant, she coined a one word nick name for Mitt Romney which I won’t repeat because it’s so banal. She is only one example of how press has gone so wild, has so abandoned any attempt to publish quality, unbiased reporting that only one avenue remains. That avenue is more like a dark alley. I felt like I was mugged by this arrogant crap written by an empty headed bimbo. Forget about presenting both sides of an issue. But anyway, this so called writer compares Mitt to some kind of space age robot like Robo Cop. How unoriginal. What a lack of emotional depth! Halloween carries imagery that makes people want to vomit, sometimes.
This cheap trick article is the like a cousin of the fanaticism that permeates pre election 2012 sentiment. The attacks on Mitt Romney had the unpleasant flavor of something akin to gang mentality. Let’s get this guy. Everybody else is doing it.
The other frightening scenario could be that news organizations are emulating contemporary politics . . . follow the money stream. Remember Citizens United vs. Federal Election Board? That’s an ongoing nightmare.
So, this is how two themes conjoined in one evening. It went from an anger producing article of half truths, to meeting a man steeped in Nazi propaganda. I decided to get away from the eerie darkness of the evening and go home. When I stood up, the neo Nazi grabbed both of my arms. I tugged myself out of his grip and said loudly “Let go of me!” to which he responded by asking for a kiss. After a struggle to get out of his grip, I storm out; grabbing a few mints at the hostess station where the cute little hostess signaled a heads up.
The evening air and dark but starry sky felt scary and full of spooky goblins haunting and creeping things resurrected from ultimate darkness. Like I said. . .Halloween imagery comes early around here.
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