Kevin Brennan Writes About What It's Like
Yesterday we learned that Trump had a server hooked up to a Russian bank. Nothing to see here, folks.
Last week a jury in Oregon acquitted the Bundy Gang — you remember, those yahoos who took over a bird sanctuary in some kind of sovereign citizen land grab — and now federal employees all over the west are afraid of copycats trying the same thing, guns a’blazin’.
Heck, we freaked out last week when we saw two guys getting out of their truck with rifles at a trail we walk on. They were dressed in camo and looking just like Bundy boys, begrizzled and driving a big camo Scout. Our dog delayed us at the trailhead, long enough for the men to approach and pass us. I tried to look cool and said, “What’re you guys huntin’ today?” Hoping they didn’t say, “Libruls.”
“Deer!” they said. And it seemed odd they could hunt deer in a public park at noon, with hikers and bikers all around. What could possibly go wrong?
Can’t wait for the open-carry era that’s coming, when self-appointed heroes strut around the mall with AR-15s hanging off their shoulders. Who’s going to give them any guff? It’s a power thing. Like the Bundys daring the FBI to shoot ‘em like at Waco. That went so well.
And here where I live, a high number of people are voting for Trump with no conflict in their minds that he’s a pussy grabber and a tax cheat. He wears the uniform of their team, so. Meanwhile they look at my Bernie Sanders cap and go, “Medicare for all. You mean wealth redistribution, right?”
Maybe I do. If they want to seize public lands, maybe it’s okay if I want to spread the wealth around a little more equitably.
But I think what’s really going on is sort of a virtual reality game. Political candidates are like our avatars in a first-person shooter, and we’re working out some of our frustrations and hostilities as we creep through blighted urban blocks with our laser sights trained on the enemy’s heart.
You only have to look at the angry faces at Trump rallies to see that some of us don’t think it’s a game.