By way of the foul sophomoric language, the unabashed deceit and denial, and the blatant racism, misogyny and warmongering, we have been shown that there are no rules anymore in American politics.
Thankfully, this also includes the belief that we have to vote for the lesser of two evils, lest we permit the devil incarnate from seizing control.
But as the spin slows and the coin prepares to drop on one side, we can see that it's a hoax, a double-tailed piece with the serpent heads of Medusa around the rim like a ring of fire. A brief look and we are frozen in stone, paralyzed by the pundits and showered with shame by those who cannot move their toes over the party line. But a deeper look reveals the sleight of hand by those who would command and frees us as Perseus may have, turning the promise of ossification back upon the enemies of consciousness and allowing us to move freely.
The two-party system is obsolete. Its value to us is overwhelmingly sentimental and its trustworthiness inflated by familiarity. Like a wound that progresses from scab to scar ever so gradually, we barely remember how the blood was even let from our bodies.
If it is true that the first cut is the deepest, I stand machete-ready to face the Reaper and see what we have sown. And if the crops are bleached and the soil devoid of life, we waste no time with those who don't respect fertility and instead look for a place with forgiving rains and vigorous life, a place amenable to a humanity that respects diversity.
The antidote to groupthink is a thinking group. Won't we see that there are enough of the latter to matter?
