I don’t know what to say


    to a member of Congress
    who yells, “You lie” at our
    President, like a drunk fan
    yelling at a referee, or

    a pastor who spews hate
    from his pulpit, wishing
    our President would die
    a natural death because,

    “We don’t need another
    holiday.” The comments
    are connected across
    our continent by one

    thing, one thread, one
    ugly truth that is hard
    to call out by name:
    they are racist words —

    all of them. I know
    such claims don’t make
    for beautiful poetry,
    but I don’t know what
    else to say.



    1. It’s racism’s new face. It’s what been happening to oppressed groups for years. Women know sexism when our idea becomes possible when it comes from the mouth of a male (but, of course, worded just ever so differently). Stunned or in denial, many females don’t – can’t – see what it really is. Such it is with this. It doesn’t look like what we think of as racism because the words are ever so different – (I don’t hate his race – I hate him, his policies.) Sure …

      Bottom line: Whenever hate rears its head, something is drastically wrong. Whenever apathy or denial exist despite protestations (even quiet private wonderings – a pondering of someone’s heart), something is drastically wrong.

      Makes me sad.

    2. Milton – Thank you for naming it. I, too, hesitated to name it. But I think it is important, even if it does not make for beautiful poetry, it makes for truth.

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