“A Polemic,” may be too grand a title for this blog. While not intending to be impassioned, I would like to lay out the reason why I labor each day to put a few ideas, most of them not my own, in to print. I owe that explanation to myself as well as to my readers. I write my blogs because I sense we are in extraordinary times..
The issues I choose will, I hope, be of interest to others, perhaps throw a little light on arcane subjects and sometimes, I endeavor to amuse. Of late, like many, I’ve focused on the attributes of our new president. The man has a right to his political views, certainly. My concern is for his character. He seems to lack an ethical compass and as such, I believe he is pulling the country into a riptide of social unrest that may drown our democracy. The dogs of bigotry have been unleashed. A lust to establish a Christian theocracy threatens our laws. Bare knuckled self-interest is characterized as “smart.” The era of false promises passes for coin of the realm. And, a wholesale disregard for the environment is frightening.
I am not alone among the artists who are expressing a similar concern. Garrison Keillor describes Trump’s moral compass is a follows: “When he itches, he scratches.” (Click) Meryl Streep uses her bully pulpit to remind the new president that basic decency isn’t a luxury. “There was a performance this year that stunned me…not because it was good: there was nothing good about it.”(Click) Arnold Schwarzenegger tells his fellow Republicans, “it is not acceptable to choose your country over your party, it’s your duty,” (Click)
Being of the world as well as in it, artists are about revealing inner as well as objective truths. Otherwise, why should the craft exist? If I confuse my readers with my eclectic observations, I apologize. For me, the world at this moment seems to have gone awry. Like the canary in a coal mine, I feel an obligation to sing as long as I have breath.