Inside the Walls of America

If you feel as though you are trying to get a sip from a fire hose and are drowning in orange spray tan, here is another dribble of information. Among the frenzied and perpetual fantasies, promises and dreams of President Trump were that Mexico would pay for his Wall to nowhere. The people he described as murderers and rapists would be held at bay by his monument to futility. We were subjected to his dreams of spiked finials topping the fence, panels painted black, making scaling the fence a scheme too hot to try, and even rumors of a medieval moat. I am not going to waste any more time discussing the absurd because the Mexican government may have solved Mr. Trump’s dilemma.

For the first time since the 1840s, Mexico has initiated a ban on United States citizens entering their country, without an essential purpose, and Canada has joined. Well, for the Trump cultist a trip to Quebec is out because, well… poutine… and Acapulco de Juárez was never on the list, after all, they don’t speak “American”  down there. Mr. Trump has succeeded in the thing he hates most, being laughed at, and some Americans are donning red noses and big shoes to act as his warm-up act. Daily, we see some frazzled woman or man railing about masks, throwing merchandise, or sitting on the floor of a grocery store in defiance. Generally, after social media embarrassment, the hysterical shoppers are later confronted and use asthma, the favorite, as an excuse. Generally, doctors will tell you if you are able to walk, scream, and throw a tantrum, wearing a mask will have no adverse effect on your health. My oldest son and one of my cousins have asthma and wear masks every day.

Mr. Trump is right; masks are being made political but not by Democrats. Republican Governors, Mayors, and his cultist try hard to convince themselves this is all a hoax but sheepishly do TV interviews ending with a tacit agreement that masks do work. Democrats, of which I am one, show enough compassion not to say I told you so, although the temptation is appealing. Former White House utility infielder Mick Mulvaney has now complained that his kids cannot get COVID-19 test, after previously calling  the virus the “hoax of the day” to “bring down the president.”

Sadly, today I read that the son of TV personality and pitchman, Chuck Woolery, tested positive for the Coronavirus. If you remember Mr. Woolery wagged his twitter finger at America just a week ago, “The most outrageous lies are the ones about COVID-19. Everyone is lying. The CDC, Media, Democrats, our Doctors, not all but most, that we are told to trust. I think it’s all about the election and keeping the economy from coming back, which is about the election. I’m sick of it,” Woolery tweeted Sunday. Of course, the President, searching for allies anywhere, retweeted Mr.Woolery’s partisan meanderings. I refuse to wave my finger at Mr. Woolery, as inviting as it may be, I can only sincerely hope that his son enjoys good health.  

I started this piece talking about “The Wall.” Dr. King in 1963 talked about unity between “Black men and White men, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics.” If we are not careful, Mr. Trump will complete his wall inside our own country, separating Americans permanently, and we will all pay for it.

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