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One of my favorite movies of all time is Working Girl. I’ve probably watched it over 20 times and I bet I’ve watched this opening scene close to 100 times. When the melodic strains of Carly Simon’s “Let The River Run” begin with the camera close to Lady Liberty’s face and then the camera begins to pan out as Carly starts singing the lyrics I always tear up and feel a surge of love for my home country, a surge of homesickness for New York City, a surge of sadness for the Twin Towers. I just watched this again and I didn’t tear up, I sobbed, and felt not a surge of homesickness but a surge of sickness and disgust. I am shattered. Lady Liberty is shattered. My country is shattered.
A Commander in Chief was not elected–an Exploiter in Chief was. This man will stop at nothing, will say anything and do anything to keep the cameras on himself. He riled up a base of base people, a base of white crackers he doesn’t care one iota for, a base of base people who don’t care who or what he really is. They only care that he gave them permission to be vile and ugly and angry and foul-mouthed and blame the ‘other’ for their problems. He gave them permission to make Muslims, Gays, Latinos, African Americans, Jews and Women the scapegoats for what’s not right in their tiny xenophobic worlds.
This base of base people want to take their country back with their muskets. Guess what? This is my land, this is my country too and I want to take it back also. This man is not my president and he never will be. Ever. The President of the United States of America is someone we are supposed to look up to, someone the world is supposed to look up to. There is nothing about about this man to respect or look up to. I will never look up to him. There is nothing he can do that would make me change the revulsion and disgust I feel whenever I see him or hear him. When I heard Brian Williams call him the President-Elect for the first time I literally wanted to throw up. I don’t know how President Obama was able to greet him and sit with him and talk to him yesterday after all he’s done to smear and malign Obama’s stellar character. President Obama is presidential, though, unlike the Exploiter in Chief.
I’m not one for conspiracy theories, but after all we’ve heard about Russian and Putin’s interference in the election, after all we’ve heard about his ex-campaign manager’s ties to Russian business and oligarchs, after all we don’t know about his business ties and taxes, I would not be surprised at all if we find out that he got in too deep with loans from the Russian Mafia and the Russian government, was starting to default on those loans and was told if he got elected they would absolve him of the debts. I know that sounds crazy, but how many crazy things have we heard or seen during this election cycle?
Here are the lyrics to “Let The River Run”
We’re coming to the edge,
running on the water,
coming through the fog,
your sons and daughters.
Let the river run,
let all the dreamers
wake the nation.
Come, the New Jerusalem.
Silver cities rise,
the morning lights
the streets that meet them,
and sirens call them on
with a song.
It’s asking for the taking.
Trembling, shaking.
Oh, my heart is aching.
We’re coming to the edge,
running on the water,
coming through the fog,
your sons and daughters.
We the great and small
stand on a star
and blaze a trail of desire
through the dark’ning dawn.
It’s asking for the taking.
Come run with me now,
the sky is the color of blue
you’ve never even seen
in the eyes of your lover.
Oh, my heart is aching.
We’re coming to the edge,
running on the water,
coming through the fog,
your sons and daughters.
It’s asking for the taking.
Trembling, shaking.
Oh, my heart is aching.
We’re coming to the edge,
running on the water,
coming through the fog,
your sons and daughters.
Let the river run,
let all the dreamers
wake the nation.
Come, the New Jerusalem.
I’m hearing this song with new ears now. Yes, my heart is aching. We are on the edge. Let all the dreamers wake the nation.
He is not me or us, does not represent me or us. I want my country back. The wide world wants our country back. Let’s do this.
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