History never really says goodbye. History says, ‘See you later.’ (Eduardo Galeano)

[I’m escaping for some much-needed R&R this month, so I’m leaving you with a post that first appeared in 2018. As relevant as the issues it addresses felt at that time, they are even more critical now. We cannot afford to close our eyes and cover our ears. Ignorance is not bliss. As Nelson Mandela said: “Education is the most powerful weapon which you can use to change the world.” See you on the flipside.]

My husband and I are having dinner at a local farm-sourced, regional-brewers kind of place when I notice the TV set over the bar is playing Whatever Happened to Baby Jane, that 1962 cult classic, mental/emotional slugfest between a manipulative Joan Crawford and a deranged Bette Davis. Both of them on the far side of their ingénue years. 

When the server—a young woman in her mid-20s—comes to take our order, I ask if she knows the film. She scrutinizes the action on the TV screen and shakes her head. Never heard of it. I give it a strong recommendation. It may be camp, but it’s first-rate camp and it was nominated for five Academy Awards.

This exchange got me thinking about the increasing transience of culture and knowledge. How what’s happening in the ever-changing nanosecond fills and floods our attention to the exclusion of everything that came before.  

The Seduction of Now

It’s very seductive to think of the past as something finished. Over. That it has no connection or relevance to who we are now or where we’re headed. That we can re-invent ourselves at will, without a backward glance, and no price to pay.

Our high-tech world, with its rapid flow of new, disposable “product” and seemingly endless streams of “content” not only encourages this attitude, but practically demands it. When something “brand new” happens every 15 minutes, our attention is sorely taxed just scrambling to keep up. Who has time to reflect? To make connections? 

Though each of us has a personal life that begins with our birth and ends with our death, we’re also part of a much larger world with a long and complicated past that affects our little blip on the timeline.     

Okay, no one is going to argue that Whatever Happened to Baby Jane is a force to deepen one’s understanding of the world. But an existence composed solely of what’s-happening-now leaves us with no compass to steer by, no yardstick for comparison on serious, larger-than-our-lifetime issues—say, global warming or the worldwide resurgence of nationalist movements. Without an understanding of what “went before,” we might not even realize it is a resurgence. That the current global trend toward nationalism has roots in the European fascist movements of the 1930s and the Jim Crow laws of the American South—the latter going back to the Civil War and that defender of slavery, John C. Calhoun. That nationalism itself is not without links to the European conquerors of Columbus’s “new world.” All of it a shorthand for the belief that some people are created more equal than others. That some people don’t even have the right to exist.

Without a sense of how today’s headlines fit in along the timeline of human history, we’re left vulnerable to all who would prey on that ignorance. And they are out there.

In a State of Disconnect: Clueless about History

A quick survey of polls targeting common misconceptions (and just plain ignorance) about history makes for fascinating—if frightening—reading.

A 2006 poll by the now defunct McCormick Tribune Freedom Museum found that one in five Americans could name all five Simpson cartoon family members, but only one in a thousand people could identify all five First Amendment freedoms.

 A 2012 ACTA survey revealed that fewer than 20% of college graduates could correctly identify the effect of the Emancipation Proclamation.

A 2010 survey, cited by The Atlantic, reported more Americans knew that Michael Jackson composed “Beat It” than knew that the Bill of Rights is a body of amendments to the Constitution. And one in three did not know that the Bill of Rights guarantees the right to a trial by jury.

Fifty percent of Americans surveyed also suffer severe timeline confusion. They identified the American Revolution as happening after either the Civil War or the War of 1812. And more than a third had no clue at all in which century the American Revolution occurred. One can only hope continued sell-out performances of Hamilton will provide some hints.

In light of the video that went viral this summer—a man harassing a woman for wearing a shirt with the flag of Puerto Rico (“You should not be wearing that in the United States of America!” he shouted repeatedly.)—it’s worth noting that a 2017 poll revealed almost half of Americans don’t know that the people of Puerto Rico are United States citizens.

Perhaps the most shocking—and saddening—statistic I came across was cited on NPR’s All Things Considered: Forty percent of Americans cannot identify what Auschwitz was. In fact, fewer than half of Americans know that Hitler did not take control of Germany by force, but was democratically elected. We’ll return to this later.

Why Does This Matter? Why Should We Care?

Not knowing what came before, as I said, renders us prey to spin doctors, Russian hackers, unscrupulous politicians, and hucksters of every stripe.   

It leaves us vulnerable to the lies of others, told for their own nefarious purposes.

“I watched when the World Trade Center came tumbling down,” said then-presidential candidate Trump at a 2015 Birmingham rally. “And I watched in Jersey City, New Jersey, where thousands and thousands of [Muslims] were cheering as that building was coming down. Thousands of people were cheering.”

Trump stirred up a lot of anti-immigrant feeling with these words, sowing the seeds of support for his notorious Muslim Ban, but politifact.com gave him a “Pants on Fire” rating for that speech. That’s code for one big fat whopper.

PolitiFact cites a September 17, 2001 Associated Press report that debunked “rumors of rooftop celebrations of the attack by Muslims” in Jersey City. And wildfire rumors of Muslim-Americans cheering the fall of the World Trade Center in Paterson, N.J., turned out to be a nasty lie spawned by chain e-mails and fanned by shock jock Howard Stern.  

The historical truth? Muslim residents of Paterson mounted a banner in that city saying “The Muslim Community Does Not Support Terrorism.”

We fall for solutions that have failed us before.

Trump sold his tax cuts for the rich by promising American workers that, with more money in their boss’s pocket, they would benefit from increased wages and bonuses. It was gonna be “beeeeautiful.”

If there’s one thing we should be wise to by this point, it’s the bald-faced lie of trickle-down economics—that when you let the rich keep all their money, out of gratitude they will pass pots of it along to the peons who made them rich in the first place. William Jennings Bryan, a three-time Democratic presidential candidate, exposed the nonsense of trickle-down more than a hundred years ago in his Cross of Gold speech:

There are two ideas of government. There are those who believe that if you just legislate to make the well-to-do prosperous, that their prosperity will leak through to those below. The Democratic idea has been that if you legislate to make the masses prosperous their prosperity will find its way up and through every class that rests upon it.

The term “trickle-down economics” was coined by American humorist and commentator Will Rogers to ridicule President Hoover’s dismal stimulus efforts to cure a Great Depression many economists feel he played a large hand in creating. Hoover, a cheerleader for “rugged individualism,” believed that only the voluntary action of “socially responsible capitalist leaders” (know any?), not government intervention, would restore economic order. 

Trickle-down economics failed in the close of the 19^th century. It failed in the Great Depression. It failed in the massive tax cuts to the rich known as “Reaganomics” that started an almost 30-year slide into the financial crash of 2008. And it is failing under Trump. A 2018 analysis of Fortune 500 companies reveals that fewer than five percent of workers will get a one-time bonus or wage increase from the Trump tax cuts. If they still have a job. AT&T and General Motors both cut 1,500 jobs. Kimberly-Clark dumped 5,000 workers. It seems that most companies poured virtually all of their tax-break money into stock buybacks, making the richest folks even richer.

Trickle-down economics does one thing and one thing only: It robs from the poor and middle classes, and gives to the rich.

Blinds us from seeing how attacks on others are attacks on all of us.

Recently, I read a piece (sorry, I didn’t copy the link) where psychologists discussed how people tend to mentally catalog only those things they perceive as affecting them directly. For example, if you’re not a union member—a teacher, a nurse, an auto worker—you might think that current efforts to cripple or destroy unions have little to do with you. “Right to work” laws, attacks on overtime pay. But you’d be wrong.

History shows that the advantages labor unions have fought for and won (starting with the right to unionize) have generally benefitted all American workers. Before there were unions, many people worked six, even seven days a week for an average workweek of 61 hours. It was the unions, waging massive (and sometimes bloody) strikes in the late 19^th/early 20^th centuries that brought us the 8-hour day and the weekend. A half-century of struggle culminated in the passage of the Fair Labor Standards Act of 1938. 

When unions are strong, the middle class tends to flourish. When they are weakened, as happened under Trump [2016-2020], income inequality increases for all workers and the purchasing power of the middle and poor classes shrinks. A lot. Benefits disappear, too.

Speaking of benefits, it was the rise of unions in the 1930s and 1940s that we have to thank for employer-sponsored health insurance. When unions used their numerical clout to negotiate health care for their members, many other employers scrambled to stay competitive by offering the same.  By 1950, a majority of employers offered some type of health insurance to their workers. With the current two-pronged effort of the GOP to weaken unions and sabotage the ACA, the future of employer-sponsored healthcare is something to keep on your radar.

In its first national convention (1881), the American Federation of Labor started the ball rolling to end child labor. State after state responded to this call until the 1938 Fair Labor Standards Act abolished child labor nationwide. [UPDATE: Since this post first appeared, more than 60 bills to weaken child labor protections have been proposed in 29 states and enacted in thirteen.]   

Allows those in power to cheat us of our rights.

If you don’t know the Bill of Rights guarantees you a trial by jury in serious civil cases as well as criminal cases—and inhibits the court from overturning a jury’s finding in the former—you might be bulldozed by your adversary into waiving your right to a jury trial in exchange for one heard (and ruled on) solely by a judge. This is increasingly a power tactic of corporations who feel juries tend to be sympathetic to individuals claiming damage or loss rather than to the big companies alleged to have screwed them.

It’s easy to take from people what they don’t know is theirs. Remember those 999 people out of 1,000 who could not name the five freedoms guaranteed in the First Amendment? They are at risk for believing the current propaganda that a press who criticizes the president is un-American. They may fear to speak out because some politician with an agenda says protesting government actions is “illegal.”

Well, here they are, the five freedoms guaranteed to all Americans under the First Amendment to the Constitution (at the very top of the Bill of Rights):

Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof; or abridging the freedom of speech, or of the press, or the right of the people peaceably to assemble, and to petition the Government for a redress of grievances.

We are allowed to holler with all our might against those who would violate or destroy our democracy. And we should.

We fail to recognize the signposts of eminent danger when they’re right before us.

Recently, a guest on MSNBC’s All In with Chris Hayes said of the current fight against widespread attacks on voting rights, “The Civil Rights Movement continues. It is eternal.”

Ditto the fight against fascism. Fascism did not end with the surrender of the Nazis any more than white supremacy died with Abraham Lincoln’s signature on the Emancipation Proclamation or the passage of the 13^th Amendment.  

I mentioned up-top a poll that found fewer than half of Americans know that Hitler did not take control of Germany by force, but was democratically elected. As Emory University history professor, Deborah Lipstadt, explains: “The Nazis didn’t come into office on January 30, 1933, and decide on a genocide the next day. They slowly broke down a democracy. They destroyed it.”

She goes on to cite the “steady drumbeat of attacks” that began under Hitler. “First on the press, then on the courts, then on institutions, [the] slow takeover of institutions.”

Sound familiar?

Connecting the Dots 

To have a solid grasp of what came before is to have a richer understanding of what we’re seeing now. A guide to sift truth from lies. A way to answer the always-pertinent question: From whose viewpoint is this coming and what do they stand to gain by pushing this particular agenda? Instead of bouncing from tweet to tweet, history gives us a telescopic lens to pinpoint the connections. And it cannot be said enough: Everything is connected.

The films and books, the music and paintings and theatre of the past have messages for us, too. Not perhaps the kitschy romp of Whatever Happened to Baby Jane? But there is much worth our attention in the dusty archives of film, the overflowing shelves of the library, in Shakespeare’s plays and John Donne’s poetry. 

One book that Americans are rediscovering is a little dystopian novel, 1984.

Written 68 years ago by English author George Orwell, it’s been flying off the shelves, as they say, topping the best-seller list at Amazon in January 2017—after Kellyanne Conway coined the term “alternative facts” to justify Trump’s complete fabrication about the size of his inaugural crowd.

I will close with a paragraph from an article[LINK] written by Adam Gopnik for The New Yorker in 2017, “Orwell’s 1984 and Trump’s America”:

“And so, rereading Orwell, one is reminded of what Orwell got right about this kind of brute authoritarianism—and that was essentially that it rests on lies told so often, and so repeatedly, that fighting the lie becomes not simply more dangerous but more exhausting than repeating it. Orwell saw, to his credit, that the act of falsifying reality is only secondarily a way of changing perceptions. It is, above all, a way of asserting power.”

To know what came before is a great gift. It is also a warning.

In response to my December blog Keep Walking, long-time reader and fellow blogger Neil replied: Excellent essay. We should fight the good fight with our heads held high. And, simultaneously, we should enjoy life as much as possible too. It was as if he’d read my outline for this month’s post.

For many reasons, 2024 was a challenging year, both personally and politically. I’m generally a positive, happy, upbeat person, but in 2024, too many mornings began with shower musings that were dark and fretful. No way to start a day. Or live a life. So I’ve been making a list on “Keep Notes” (marvelous feature of smartphones!) of what I want to zero in on this coming year—activities that give me joy, that maintain physical health, that in some way make the world a better, safer place for all of us. I don’t want to leave happiness to chance—when I “have time.” In my experience, we never have time. We must make time. Give the activities that bring us the highest satisfaction top priority.   

Couch Potatoes No More!

First of all, if we want to enjoy life and have energy for the good fight, we’ve got to get up out of our chairs, get away from the funk, and start moving forward. It’s amazing how energized you can feel by simply taking a brisk stroll around your hood. Got cooking duty tonight? Put on some vinyl, a CD, or Spotify and bop to the beat as you sauté, roast, or grill. I find dancing around my kitchen makes any chore lighter and happier. Feeling “sporty?” Shoot some hoops at your local playground, rollerblade through the park, or bike the backroads of your town. This last is one of my favorites—the tranquility of riding through cornfields under blue skies, the breeze sifting my hair. Heaven! Wintry where you are right now? Many communities offer salsa and swing dance classes. If you already have a partner, great, but don’t hang back because you’re solo. Lots of people take these classes and instructors make sure everyone is paired. So, groove to the music and dance the night away! Or grab a friend and go bowling. Ed and I go with my kids each year during the holidays. We all suck and we all have a great time.    

Won’t You Be My Neighbor?

Speaking of friends, one giant step to a better, happier world is connecting with other people. And the best place to begin is right where you live. According to a 2018 Pew Research Center survey, only 26% of Americans said they know most of their neighbors.          

So, get to know your neighbors if you don’t already. Throw an informal party on your lawn. You provide the drinks and the space, your neighbors bring their own deck chairs and a snack or dish to share. This is how I’ve met most of the folks in my hood. We now get together seven or eight times a year and keep in frequent touch between celebrations.

Knowing your neighbors can be a great source of strength, joy, and mutual assistance. Over the years, not only have we partied together, we have fed each other’s pets, watered plants and collected the mail of neighbors on vacation. We’ve prepared meals for the families of several neighbors after they underwent major surgery. As I take my daily walk, it’s a rare day I don’t see one or more of my neighbors out raking or gardening or reading on their porch and pause to enjoy a brief chat. Community—it’s a good feeling.    

If Not Now, When?

We’ve all got ‘em—projects we’d like to undertake, new skills we’d love to acquire whether for our own pleasure or to make a career move, possibly into an entirely different field. But we’ve put off trying/starting/doing because we’re not sure how it will pan out, or the thing we want to do seems so vast, how will we ever carve out the time between the laundry and the cooking and the yardwork, all those daily repetitive tasks that eat up the clock?

If the things that would bring more joy to your life keep getting shifted to next week, next month, next year, I suggest taking a cue from that timeless Nike slogan and Just do it! Dive in. Take a leap. If something didn’t work out before, try again or try differently.  

As a writer, I can tell you writing is the fun part. It’s getting the finished works out there that demands so much time, so much research, new skills. I submitted my first novel in what would prove to be the dying days of the traditional publishing industry, when there were houses galore and you sent your manuscript over the transom to be read by a real editor who brought his or her favorites to a company meeting and campaigned for the author. Long story short, those many publishers have been absorbed in the U.S. by the “Big Five.” To get a publisher now, you must first get an agent. To get an agent, you must develop a query letter, a synopsis of your book, an outline. And even if you are in the 1%-2% who land an agent, that’s no guarantee your book will find a home.

Alternatives include indy houses which may or may not charge you part of the cost of publishing, and you will definitely be handling all the marketing (lots of time); self-publishing where you will front all the costs including cover art and spend most of your valuable writing time finding avenues—a blog, for instance—to get your name out there. Or you can try to build a huge readership for your blog and market your book(s) to them, as Andy Weir did so successfully in 2011 with his book The Martian. Crown Publishing Group took notice of this and published the novel in 2014. Within weeks, a movie deal was signed. The film was nominated for seven Academy Awards in 2016.      

For too long, I’ve been going in circles, so I’m making 2025 the year I map Plans A, B, and C—including the skills/actions I need to acquire/take for each—and just start DOING. Because, seriously, there’s nothing to lose.

What would you like to change, learn, do? 

Get Out of Dodge Now and Again   

A Grand Tour via a luxury liner is not required to rejuvenate the spirit. Instead, you can explore the art galleries and museums of a city within driving/train/bus distance. Attend a concert of whatever music turns you on be it Mozart, Taylor Swift, or contemporary jazz sensation, Masego. I’m a Rock & Roll girl, but an evening on the lawn at Tanglewood, listening to Mozart, Beethoven, Tchaikovsky, played by the virtuoso violinists and pianists of our time—the starry night overhead, picnic hamper and a bottle of wine at hand—is moving, healing, a deep and profound joy. Ed and I also love to drive up to Brattleboro, Vermont or Portsmouth, New Hampshire and make a day of browsing bookshops for new and used reads. And don’t overlook the restorative power of the great outdoors. One of my favorite places to wander is the Quabbin Reservoir, a one-hour drive from my house. I could roam this 25,000-acre preserve forever, under a sky so vast, it provides much-needed perspective about the universe and our humble place in it.  

The People United Will Never Be Defeated

Echoing blogger-friend Neil’s words uptop—We should fight the good fight with our heads held high—I believe one of the most important actions we can undertake in this new year is to join our like-minded fellow beings and work together for the survival of our democracy and the planet. As then-Senator Obama stressed in his 2008 presidential campaign speech: “Change will not come if we wait for some other person, or some other time. We are the ones we’ve been waiting for. We are the change that we seek.”  

If you’re in a sizeable city, you may already know of or belong to a local organization fighting for our freedoms and our environment. But if you live outside a metropolitan area or you’re not sure which org or orgs you’d like to dedicate some time and energy to, just click on https://www.democracy2025.org/ and scroll down to where you see This is the united frontline in the fight for our democracy. There you’ll find a rolling tape of more than 280 organizations who have joined together to preventour democracy/planet from being trashed and stolen by the greedy billionaires and their fascist buddies. Choose one and get involved—letter writing, phone-banking, registering voters, marching.

As someone who grew up in the Civil Rights era and came of age protesting the Viet Nam War, I can attest to the truth that fighting alongside others for what you hold dear is one of the most satisfying, uplifting experiences you will ever have.

The bottom line: No one is coming to save us. We must save ourselves. And together, WE CAN.

Get a Life!

As I said, I’m a writer. Shaping plots, creating characters, taking them through whatever transformational journey is theirs to travel—that’s what I love doing. Fighting for our country, our world—that gives me hope and strength. So what if the patches on the walls (recent repairs to “plaster fatigue” in an 1895 house) that need priming and painting go bare a week, a month, a season longer. Does it really matter? If I’m devoting my energies to that which makes me happiest—writing, and that which gives me hope—banding together with others to save our freedoms, then in my book, that’s a life well-lived. I mean, in the final moments, who reflects on their life and regrets that the hallway suffered unpainted patches for several months? At the end of the road, it’s not the chores delayed or left undone we regret, but the myriad hours spent on things that didn’t really matter. The time lost to not doing what we loved most. What made us feel alive. So, here’s to truly living in 2025!

The only journey is the one within  (Rainer Maria Rilke)

December, the holidays—whatever one celebrates: Hanukkah, Christmas, Kwanzaa, Bodhi Day, the Solstice—are traditionally a time of peace, family, friends, joy, generosity, and hope. We count on this. We expect it to be so. Which makes the tremendous uncertainty of the present—the fears for the future of our democracy, our freedoms, our planet—all the more stressful. We humans struggle with uncertainty and yet, in truth, that’s all we ever have. So, how do we stay strong and be joyful in the face of the unknown? I wrote this post in 2017. In it, I share one philosopher’s wisdom that has guided me through the darkest moments. I hope it will prove a source of comfort and strength for you as well:

In the interest of full disclosure, I’ll state upfront that I have often—half jokingly, half seriously—referred to life as a minefield. Running, running down the days, the years, in pursuit of life, liberty, and happiness. All the while, one eye out for those pesky tripwires, ducking, dodging the myriad hazards until I land on the one that blows me sky high, game over. An event, hopefully, far off in the misty future.

This is not as dark a characterization as it may sound. I would describe myself as a happy person. I have a major sense of whimsy. Love to laugh, love to joke. The minefield thing is more of a heads-up approach to the great unknown that greets us each morning. And the near-miss can be quite exhilarating, just as I imagine it is on a real battlefield.  Ha-ha, dodged that one! There’s a sense of inner strength. The ability to endure.

But what happens when we encounter one landmine after another—family illness, natural disasters, a precipitous drop in circumstances, a nutso president and his arsenal of threats? The constant state of high alert wears us out. When will there be good news? Can we make it to a place where we can draw a free breath?

Wisdom Through the Ages

As any trawl through Twitter will attest, most of us seem to have a need for guideposts. A map through the minefield, or at least a large supply of encouraging words.

Sometimes this encouragement wears a stiff upper lip:

F.E.A.R. has two meanings:

Forget Everything And Run

OR

Face Everything And Rise

The choice is yours.

Sometimes, it appears as a balm to a wounded heart:

One small crack doesn’t mean that you are broken;

it means that you were put to the test and you didn’t fall apart. (Linda Poindexter)

Thomas Jefferson, in his famous “10 Rules of Life” suggested (Rule #9) that we Take things always by their smooth handle,

while Winston Churchill cut straight to the chase: If you’re going through hell, keep going.

Perhaps the most famous example of such words of wisdom—WOWs, we’ll call them—is the “Serenity Prayer,” written by theologian Reinhold Niebuhr, and made famous by Alcoholics Anonymous:

God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change,

Courage to change the things I can,

And wisdom to know the difference.

Sufi Poets, Hedgehogs, and Anxiety

My personal WOW comes from Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi, the 13^th-century Persian Muslim poet, scholar, and Sufi master. Rumi’s writing are beloved the world over. A 2014 BBC story hailed Rumi as America’s bestselling poet. That’s a longer run than Shakespeare can boast.

So what does some Sufi dude born in 1207 know about life in the 21^st century? How does a poet who lived before the invention of the printing press speak to us who navigate the digital age?

Up top, I spoke of life as a trip through a minefield, always ducking and dodging as we race toward the hazy future. But, it’s more often a confused slog of uncertainty (as opposed to outright catastrophe), and uncertainty makes us anxious. Faced with a disaster, we tend to deliver: roll up our sleeves and get to work. Uncertainty, on the other hand, can paralyze. Like a hedgehog, we curl up in a ball and wait for clarity to strike. Or we stumble about, unfocused, grasping wildly at every straw.

And Rumi absolutely got this. You don’t need to be born in the age of the iPhone X to recognize our need to believe we run the show. Our craving to have control over our lives. It’s the most basic of all human tendencies. And yet, of course, we don’t. The folks in Puerto Rico couldn’t turn Hurricane Maria away from their shores. The concert-goers at the Route 91 Harvest Festival in Las Vegas couldn’t vanquish the bullets of a madman’s bump-stocked semi-automatic rifle.

Something Approaching Grace

So somewhere in my wanderings, I came across this verse from Rumi, typed it up in 24-point bold, and taped it to the bookcase by my desk:

Keep walking, though there’s no place to get to.

Don’t try to see through the distances,

That’s not for human beings. Move within,

But don’t move the way fear makes you move.

When the weight of uncertainty threatens to sink me, these lines tease my brain to look beyond the moment, to consider something outside my flailing angst. For almost two decades, I have sifted Rumi’s words for a way I can live with “what is” with something approaching grace. I’m still pondering, still learning. This is merely my interim report. What I’ve gleaned so far.

Keep walking, though there’s no place to get to.

We are creatures of ambition. We love to make plans, set goals, imagine ourselves moving smoothly from success to success. We crave “places to get to.” It is hard, hard, hard for us to move forward without these destinations to propel us. Like a person wandering the desert, plans and goals are the oasis we thirst for, a mirage always on the horizon, just over the next hill. We may get there, but rarely the way we imagine. And if we do, the reality of the mirage may be quite different to what we fantasized. As John Lennon said, Life is what happens to you while you’re busy making other plans. 

It’s not that plans and goals are bad or futile, but we need to recognize two things: 1) We create them. Our pictures of dazzling accomplishments and ideal lifestyles are self-imposed, the children of our own brain—they have no mandate in the natural world; 2) They can go south at any moment and often do.

If our happiness, our very ability to function, depends on getting into an Ivy League school, making partner at the law firm, or having our novel published by one of the “Big Five,” we make ourselves vulnerable to the vagaries of life. Ask anyone in Puerto Rico or the Virgin Islands. One day, you’re making breakfast, going to work, dreaming of the new motor scooter business you’re going to start this winter, just in time for tourist season, and the next day you’re homeless, stumbling about your hurricane-wrecked island, searching for drinkable water.

Rumi says keep walking. Walking is life.

Don’t try to see through the distances,

That’s not for human beings.

But we do try, over and over. We want to know what lies ahead. We want to shore up against any and all disappointments, disasters. We have no say about the circumstances of our birth, nor (discounting suicide) the hour of our death, so we scramble like hell between these endpoints to foresee the future, and prepare.

I don’t read this as we should do nothing with the knowledge we have at hand. Rather we do today what we can do, and let neither our hopes blind us to reality nor our fears cripple us. We join a campaign to get our town to commit to renewable energy. We donate to a legal fund to defend Dreamers. We write the next chapter of our novel. We study for the exam. The outcomes are unknowable. We can only act in the moment.

If you read this blog regularly, you know I’m a big fan of history, partly because I simply love stories, and partly because I want to understand the patterns of human behavior. Over the years, two key things have emerged for me:

1) Everything you have, including your life, can be taken from you at any moment. Think Nazis. Think ICE. Boko Haram or Czar Nicholas II. There are no guarantees, no talismans. The trick is to somehow acknowledge this truth while living each day with joy and generosity and hope. That is grace.

2) We tend to focus on the threats all around us. Survival instinct, no doubt. What we fail to see, cannot see in fact, is the thing that may happen to throw a monkey wrench into what looks like doom. The discovery of a vaccine for polio. The tiny island of Britain shutting down Hitler’s voracious advance, alone, for two years until America joined the fight. And there are people out there right now inventing plant-based plastics that won’t damage the environment, and high-tech sieves to render ocean water drinkable.

There is as much hope as threat in what we cannot yet see.

Move within,

But don’t move the way fear makes you move.

 Ah, this is the one I puzzle over most. I get the “don’t move the way fear makes you move.” Don’t delete your manuscript because 20 agents turned down your novel. Wake up tomorrow and query Agent #21, and if no one bites, ever, keep writing because it’s what you love. Don’t abandon fighting for a more humane and cooperative world because white nationalism is showing its ugly face across the planet and Trump is in the White House. Make phone calls to defend Dreamers. Raise your voice in Town Halls for diplomacy, not war. Bring a sick neighbor a meal. Give a stranger a genuine smile.

Okay, I get that. But what does it mean to “move within?” Within the limits of the day at hand?

Gandhi  said: “I do not want to foresee the future. I am concerned with taking care of the present. God has given me no control over the moment following.” Taking care of the present is good. It’s all we ever live, really.

Move within the confines of our own head? Change the perceptions that color how we view the world. The assumptions that drive our actions.

How would the quality of our life be different if we saw our mistakes not as failures but as practical wisdom gained? If we viewed setbacks not as insurmountable roadblocks but as opportunities to explore new and different paths?

What if we were to relish the journey of this day rather than tizzy over some imagined endgame?

To Look On Tempests

Searching these deceptively scant lines for Rumi’s meaning, meditating on his many subtle layers, has been comforting, energizing, life-affirming. Heeding it has been much harder. I still exist on the far side of grace, that state in which I can face the truth of each moment without panic, without despair. To look on tempests, as Will Shakespeare said, and remain unshaken.

To keep walking. Whatever.

“If we withdraw into our grief and abandon those most threatened by Trump’s win, history will never forgive us.” (D.D. Guttenplan, “Welcome To The Fight”, The Nation, Nov. 10, 2016)

[NOTE: This post first appeared in November 2016. It never occurred to me, especially in the wake of the 2020 elections, that I would ever need to run it again, but since my November 2024 post was a cri de coeur to VOTE, VOTE, VOTE for DEMOCRACY, now that that dream is past, I want to make the case once more that our love–for democracy, for the planet and for justice for all its people–is our most powerful weapon in fighting fascism.] 

The truly crap thing about waking up to find yourself in a nation where hatred and fear carried the election is that it’s hard not to hate those whose oxymoronic hearts are fueled by hate. Hatred towards Blacks, Latinx, women, LGBTQ folks, indigenous peoples, Muslims, Jews, intellectuals, climate scientists, and Syrian refugees. My apologies to anyone I inadvertently left out here, but my list makes its point: The road of hate is slippery. You start out hating one group of people, and you wind up hating most of humanity. Your heart grows harder. Your dissatisfactions multiply. The world takes on an ugly face. A mirror perhaps.

I stayed with MSNBC on election night through all the hours as optimism turned to cautious hope, as hope grasped at every possible straw, as the straws disappeared and the outcome became a grim certainty, right up until Hillary conceded in the early morning of November 9. I stayed because, as Emily Dickinson wrote:

“Hope” is the thing with feathers – 

That perches in the soul – 

And sings the tune without the words – 

And never stops – at all – 

I usually devote my mornings to writing, but when I awoke after three hours sleep on that post-election day, I crawled to my computer and, fueled by black coffee, did the only thing I could manage: Look for a balm for my broken heart. Something to get me through the next 24 hours, and the four years beyond that.

And I found it in the goodness of all the people out there whose hearts, even when outraged and hurting, do not harbor hate. I share here excerpts from two of those messages:

“Let’s get all these words out of the way: Devastated. Angry. Heartbroken. Outraged. Shocked. Sad. Disgusted. Ashamed. Discouraged. Exhausted. Shattered.

And now four more words — the most important ones: THESE. DOORS. STAY. OPEN.

… It’s up to us to keep fighting to protect Planned Parenthood health centers, so they can continue to serve the people who rely on them — people who come from communities that need our continued support in this new reality — immigrants, people of color, the LGBTQ community, people of faith, and more …

[These] doors will stay open because our voices get louder. Our determination grows stronger. And our commitment to protecting the rights and health care of millions of people is unwavering.

Whatever you’re feeling today, know that there are millions of us who feel the same way — and we aren’t going anywhere. I’m holding on tight to that truth this morning as I think about what comes next. It is so good to know we can count on each other, especially now.” (Planned Parenthood)

“Tragically, Donald J. Trump is the president-elect of the United States…  As we watched state after state turn red, we could not escape the realization that the country was taking a sharp turn for the worst.

To be clear, we’re under attack and we’re scared for our families and loved ones …

The stakes have never been higher. We have work to do and we need to be powerful enough to organize and refuse to support Trump’s regime and its heinous agenda …

In the face of a government that will force deportations, engage in rabid sexism, cultivate overt appeals to white nationalism and enforce brutal crackdowns on protesters, we have a duty and responsibility to act, to build, and to resist hate, fear, and violence.” (Presente Action)

Fighting Hate With Love

As a force in the world, I’m not certain love is stronger than hate. But it certainly is healthier. Hate maims, kills, sucks all the oxygen from our lives, from the planet. Love creates, rejuvenates, breathes life, breeds joy and connection. In the face of the fight ahead, we will need great quantities of love to fuel our efforts. Without love, how can we fight for a more loving world? Hate robs us of our humanity. Without our humanity, how can we build a more humane society? The signature of love is social justice. The signature of hate is revenge. I want to fight hate with all the love in my heart.

And when enough of us do that together, love will trump hate.

Where Does Anger Fit Into This?

I’m ANGRY. Angry that so many of my fellow citizens voted for a man endorsed by white supremacists; a man who has vowed to ignore our commitments to the Paris Agreement dealing with climate change, who would let our beautiful planet, with its abundant life, rot so that fossil fuel billionaires can bank more billions; a sexual predator who thinks of women as toys to be used and discarded, and LGBTQ people as “abominations”; a man who has … well, the list goes on and on with every nightmare scenario imaginable for both domestic and foreign policy.

But anger is an emotion, in the abstract neither good nor bad and with the potential to be either. All the reports say Trump’s supporters were angry, angry, angry. But instead of channeling that anger into positive action for a better world, they let it rankle inside. Become something toxic. Become the hatred and distrust of everyone “else.” That’s what unfocused anger becomes: hatred.

To be constructive, anger must fuel positive action. Personally, I don’t have the time or energy to spend hating the people who would destroy this planet, deport my friends, steal my children’s future. Better to take the love I have for my fellow human beings, the animals, our world, and this life—and let that love direct my anger in fighting the people and policies that would harm them. There were many messages, like this one, in my Inbox on November 9, reminding me that love is a powerful force:

“Our editor-in-chief, Clara Jeffery, wrote an essay last night (because none of us could sleep anyway). She explained:

“There is no time, no room, no space to do anything but push back against what, in large part, this will turn out to be: not just a protest vote by rural whites who feel left behind, but the coming out of a burgeoning while nationalist, authoritarian movement …  Trump appealed to America’s worst impulses. Now it’s on the rest of us to show, to prove, that this is not all that America is. This is a time when we’re called on to do things we may not have done before. To face down bigotry and hate, and to reach beyond our Facebook feeds in trying to do so.” (Mother Jones)

Scary Times: Handling the Fear

I’m not trying to be clever when I say fear is a terrifying feeling. Most of us will go a long ways around a situation to avoid tangling with our fears. But fear doesn’t vanish because we keep our head down. Fears multiply in silence and inaction. We have to adopt the attitude of the main character in the Dr. Seuss story I Had Trouble in Getting to Solla Sollew. After a long, difficult journey seeking a way to avoid trouble in life, he realizes there is no magical trouble-free place:

Then I started back home

To the Valley of Vung.

I know I’ll have troubles.

I’ll, maybe, get stung.

I’ll always have troubles.

I’ll, maybe, get bit

By the Green-Headed Quail

On the place where I sit.

But I’ve bought a big bat.

I’m all ready, you see.

Now my troubles are going

To have troubles with me!

A Trump presidency scares many of us, but we are the only ones who can stem the tide of assaults on our democracy and the world. As this message from Grassroots International reminds us, U.S. policy reverberates globally:

“As a global funder and advocacy organization, Grassroots International knows all too well that the damages of US policies and practices does not stop at our borders. In fact, some of the worst aspects of US policy play out regularly in the lives of our partners around the world.

• Social movements in Brazil are currently engaged in their own struggle against right-wing forces, installed by an institutional coup.
• Haitian peasants continue to organize to create alternative economies and new solutions in the face of predatory international practices and climate crisis …
• Palestinians continue to live under a siege funded heavily by US aid.
• Everywhere, communities face the ravages of climate change while the US refuses to address its root causes.

As we try to figure out what the election means for us in the US, let’s remember that we are part of a much larger community on this one planet.” (Grassroots International)

You Are Not Alone

The good news is none of us has to face these fears or wage the struggle alone. In the many e-mails I received the morning after the election, this was the common thread: We will fight for a better world together.

One of my favorite messages came from the ACLU:

“If President-elect Trump tries to make his unlawful and unconstitutional campaign promises into policy, we’ll see him in court. He’ll have to face the full force of the ACLU – all of our lawyers and advocates in every state.

And he’ll have to answer to you—the millions of action-takers, activists, and card-carrying members leading the fight for rights and liberties for all. Together, we’ll fight for women, for people of color, for the LGBT community, for immigrants – for everyone in this country.” (ACLU)

POW! BAM! You gotta love those guys!

Heed History

The American Dream is not about a 5,000 square-foot house in the burbs and the right of white people to lord it over everyone else. The true American Dream, that vision of a stronger-together melting pot, was the first prescient step into a global future. I keep hearing that Trump’s supporters fear and loathe a global world, that they want to turn back the clock to a time where there were no troubles and everyone (who mattered) was a white American. That time, though, never existed. Even in the five minutes of sun-soaked glory the U.S. reveled in after World War II, fear and hatred cast a long shadow over many of our citizens. The McCarthy witch hunts to expose the “Commies” among us turned American against American. The Jim Crow laws  of the South and the de facto segregation of the North prevented Black Americans from equal access to education, housing, jobs, even diners and restrooms.

But using courage and love, Black Americans triumphed over hate and fear. The Civil Rights movement of the 1950s and ‘60s stood up to Jim Crow and declared that an American dream that does not encompass all Americans is a sham. Black Americans and their white allies faced down their tormentors, risked their lives (and some lost their lives) to win the Civil Rights Act and The Voting Rights Act.

As Congressman John Lewis, said: “Our struggle is a struggle to redeem the soul of America. It’s not a struggle that lasts for a few days, a few weeks, a few months, or a few years. It is the struggle of a lifetime, more than one lifetime.”

In a darker lesson, we know what happens when people look away from injustice, hide from their fears. Two days before the election, this reminder appeared on Twitter under the hashtag #beentheredonethat: 

“Dear Americans,

Go ahead, vote for the guy with the loud voice who hates minorities, threatens to imprison his opponents, doesn’t give a fuck about democracy, and claims he alone can fix everything. What could possibly go wrong?

Good luck.

– The people of Germany”

What if people had rejected Hitler’s rise to power in 1933? What if people had taken to the streets in massive numbers when the Nuremberg Laws were passed in 1935, laws that denied Jews any civil rights whatsoever? What if they had fought the round-up and execution of gays, the mentally-disabled, and Communists?

We face an enormous challenge going forward, but I believe we can meet it. Because we must. Because love, in action, is stronger than hate. Because the fate of humanity and the planet itself are depending on our strength, our endurance, our love.

Over the past year, as the most critical test of our democracy since the ink dried on the Declaration of Independence draws closer—the November elections—I’ve repeatedly asked myself why, how is it even possible, that we whose fathers and grandfathers fought on the beaches of Normandy and in the forests of the Ardennes to stop the mad fascist Hitler, are now considering electing another mad fascist? What is the benefit to any American, except the top 1% of the richest people in the country? The very people with their hedge funds and private equity groups who are already strangling our housing market, destroying our hospitals and healthcare, polluting our planet. The authors of Project 2025 and their chosen puppet to oversee the dismantling of our democracy, the trashing of our Constitution: Trump.

How Did We Get Here?

I’d like you to consider for a moment what democracy means to you. The right of the people to elect those who govern our nation? The right of every American to peaceful protest, guaranteed in the First Amendment to the Constitution? An equality under the law of all Americans whatever their gender, race, ethnicity, sexual orientation, religion or lack of same? This last, I know, is a long work in progress, but it has been in progress. Or was until the Supreme Court lifted decades of campaign finance restrictions with their 2010 ruling (5-4) in Citizens United v. Federal Election Commission, a decision that essentially gave corporations and other outside groups free rein to spend unlimited dollars—millions, billions—to influence our elections. 

Until SCOTUS largely gutted the Voting Rights Act of 1965 in 2013.

Until 2022, when the six conservative members of the court overturned Roe v. Wade, taking away the freedom of women to control their own bodies even in cases of incest, rape, and endangerment to the woman’s life. That last especially underscores the truth that it’s not life the far-right cares about, but putting women back in their “place”—under men’s thumbs.

Until 2023 when those same justices declared affirmative action in college admissions unconstitutional, thus ending a highly successful program of nearly half a century that sought to redress the wrongs perpetrated against Black and Latino Americans.

Until 2024, when the far-right SCOTUS majority gave the president (Trump v. United States) the powers of a king. Not the current president, you understand. Not Joe Biden. Just one year earlier, on June 30, 2023, the conservative justices ruled against Biden’s student loan forgiveness program in Biden v. Nebraska—a program that would have erased up to $400 billion in educational loans for some 40 million Americans, most of whom have been paying off these loans at exorbitant interest rates for over 20 years. The conservative majority said the program “overstepped” the President’s authority. Apparently, only Trump, or any other dictator-puppet selected by far-right billionaires to do their bidding, has the conservative Court’s blessing to act as they please.  

To their credit, the Biden-Harris administration has fought back, to date finding legal loopholes to grant loan forgiveness to over 4.8 million Americans. In mid-October, they were able to get through another $4.5 billion for student debt relief to 60,000 public service workers—teachers, first responders, social workers, and nurses. They worked this miracle through the Public Service Loan Forgiveness Program, a 2007 Bush-era initiative that, before Biden, had rescued less than 10,000 borrowers due to poor management and low acceptance rates.     

U.S. Secretary of Education Miguel Cardona said, “I want to send a message to college students across America that pursuing a career in public service is not only a noble calling but a reliable pathway.”

The School-to-Factory Pipeline?

Speaking of education, much has been written, and rightfully so, about the school-to-prison pipeline many poor children of Color face in our inner cities, but little attention has been paid to a new threat: Trump’s promise to eliminate the U.S. Department of Education. A four-alarm disaster under any conditions, it is especially troubling in light of the GOP’s attacks on child labor laws in state after state. Since 2021, 28 state legislatures have introduced bills to weaken such protections, and 12 states have enacted them. This year, the Florida House voted to eliminate state guidelines regulating work hours for teens, while also banning meal and rest breaks. In Mississippi, a 16-year-old was working nights as a cleaner at a chicken processing plant when one of the machines drew him in and killed him. His employment clearly violated a federal law that requires meatpacking facility workers to be at least 18 years of age, in recognition of the dangers of the job. Iowa, however, passed a bill expanding such hazardous employment for kids as young as 14, federal law be damned. 

In the U.S. House, when Democrats sought a committee hearing on strengthening child labor protections, Republicans (with the backing of numerous business groups, including the U.S. Chamber of Commerce, the National Restaurant Association and the National Retail Federation) ignored their several requests.

Reading these reports—Trump’s promise to dismantle the Department of Education at the same moment child labor laws are being weakened in much of the country, I was reminded of Hitler’s labor camps like Dora-Mittelbau (originally a sub-camp of Buchenwald) in Germany’s Harz Mountains where the Nazi’s “untermenschen”—Jews, Poles, Communists, gays—were forced to build Hitler’s V-weapons until the prisoners literally dropped, at which time they were tossed into ovens. Next.

Climate Change: Not “One of the Great Scams”

Despite the horrific loss of life and massive damage caused by recent back-to-back hurricanes Milton and Helene, Trump has also promised to dismantle the Environmental Protection Agency—in line with Project 2025’s goals. Trump has repeatedly called climate change a “hoax”, “one of the great scams.” Oil, he says, is the “liquid gold under our feet.” Not only has he no interest in taking action to reduce America’s carbon footprint, he’s openly pledged to approve all permits to “drill, baby, drill” on our public lands and waters, allow more gas pipelines to be built, and keep those coal plants burning. Such policies will fill our air, and lungs, with “greenhouse gas emissions equivalent to another billion cars,” The New York Times reports.

Kamala Harris calls climate change an “existential threat” that our country must combat and has promised to build on the billions of dollars the Biden Administration has already invested in clean energy. Indeed, as vice president, hers was the tie-breaking vote in the Senate for the Inflation Reduction Act, which aims to reduce greenhouse gas emissions to 40 percent below their 2005 levels by the end of this decade. Her dedication is proven. In her role as California’s attorney general, she went after Big Oil for environmental violations.

A Very Public Enemy: Social Media Conspiracy Theorists and Their Lies

Charlie Warzel, in his recent piece for The Atlantic, “I’m Running Out of Ways to Explain How Bad This Is”, laments: The truth is, it’s getting harder to describe the extent to which a meaningful percentage of Americans have dissociated from reality. As Hurricane Milton churned across the Gulf of Mexico last night, I saw an onslaught of outright conspiracy theorizing and utter nonsense racking up millions of views across the internet.

It’s no secret that QAnon, Infowars’ Alex Jones, Steve Bannon’s War Room, and a host of other conspiracy theorists have been spreading lies and outrageous propaganda since the rise of Trump in 2016. Infowars’ Alex Jones recently claimed that Hurricanes Milton and Helene were “weather weapons” unleashed on the East Coast by the U.S. government.

Indeed, purposely seeding lies on social media has the potential to be deadly as happened in Chimney Rock, North Carolina in the wake of Hurricane Helene. A rumor rapidly spread that FEMA rescue workers were not really there to help the people of this village, but to destroy what remained of the town and bury the bodies beneath the rubble. Yes, I know. Utter madness, right? But enough people bought the lie to bring FEMA rescue efforts to a halt for 24 hours as threats of a local armed militia—raised to murder the government workers— persisted despite authorities and news outlets insistence that the rumors about FEMA were 100% false. What was true, apparently, was that National Guard troops, called in, came across several trucks of armed militia claiming they were hunting down FEMA workers.       

FEMA workers did return the next day to clear roads for search-and-rescue teams, but due to the death threats, they abandoned their normal practice of going door to door. A Forest Service official from Asheville said that people have been shouting “We don’t want your help” at rescue workers delivering aid.  

This Is Not Who We Are

How is it that the values, opinions, and wishes of the majority of Americans are increasingly not reflected in our laws, our courts, or the GOP platform? Most Americans oppose a federal abortion ban. Indeed, an increasing number of us support access to abortion for any reason.

Two-thirds of Americans also believe we should make developing renewable energy—wind, solar—a priority, and cut back on oil, coal, and natural gas. In a 2022 Pew survey, 69% of Americans supported the U.S. taking steps to become carbon neutral by 2050, a goal President Biden called for at the outset of his administration.

The majority of Americans, 71%, approve of labor unions and support workers’ right to organize.

So why are we always having to fight for what the vast majority of us want? It’s time to revisit the Supreme Court.

Dark Money: Lights Out for Democracy 

While conservative justices have dominated the Supreme Court for all of the new century, two of their decisions stand out as having special relevance—and a potential threat—to the 2024 elections. First, the Court’s 2000 decision to reverse a Florida Supreme Court order that mandated a manual recount of the states’ ballots for presidential candidates Al Gore and George W. Bush. Instead, SCOTUS simply stopped the recount and handed the election to Bush. The Supreme Court (5-4) chose the president of the United States!

Second, the enduring damage to our elections and, thus, our democracy was rendered in the 2010 decision I mentioned up top, Citizens United v. Federal Elections Commission (FEC). Big money is nothing new in elections. The wealthy have always been able to open their wallets wide to the candidates of their choice, but as a 2019 report from the Brennan Center for Justice notes: “That sway has dramatically expanded since the Citizens United decision, with negative repercussions for American democracy and the fight against political corruption.” The decision opened the door, via two other decisions in the months following, for a vast flood of “dark money” through the creation of super PACs, those shadowy orgs that keep their donors’ identities secret. By the 2012 elections, more than $300 million of dark money was in play compared to less than $5 million in 2006. Dark money groups also allow foreign countries to invest in our elections “under the radar.” Russia. China. Saudi Arabia. Anyone with an interest in the outcome.

In that same report, author Daniel I. Weiner laments that a very small group of super-wealthy Americans now wield vast power “while many of the rest [of us] seem to be disengaging from politics”, perhaps believing that our vote doesn’t really matter.

Vote Up and Down the Ballot

Believing our vote doesn’t really matter. If anyone reading this feels that way, I beg you to reconsider. Nothing could be more false. Our participation—every one of us—has never been more crucial than it is right now. That’s not hyperbole. In our 248 years, we have never had a presidential candidate threaten to send the military after members of the opposition party or toss them into concentration camps as Trump is promising. Never had a candidate who repeatedly praises Hitler and wishes he had generals like the Führer. Everything is at stake on November 5—our democracy, our health and safety, our very survival as a country, our planet.  

I would further implore you to vote up and down the ballot for democracy. Many good proposals in the past four years have been thwarted by a GOP House intent on wrecking Biden’s presidency in order to re-install Trump. When (putting a positive spin on it) Kamala wins, she’ll need a Congress—House and Senate—whose main objective is serving the American people, not acting as a roadblock to everything she proposes. State legislatures matter, too. Many of the efforts in the past decade to kill bills that would have helped their state’s citizens have come from right-wing state legislatures.

Democracy, it’s not a lost cause. Sophia Lin Lakin, director, ACLU Voting Rights Project, in a recent email wrote: I know many of us are concerned about what might happen on Election Day. I want to assure you: our legal team is working around the clock to protect voters and make sure every vote is counted. Lakin reminds us: In the wake of the 2020 election, our team filed more than 30 lawsuits to protect voters and safeguard the outcome of the election.

No Middle Ground

It takes decades, centuries, to build a true democracy. It takes only one election to lose it. To lose our right to speak up for what is humane, fair; to protest against injustice and cruelty; our freedom to worship as we choose or not to worship at all; to lose the opportunity to ever vote again. If you elect me, Trump has promised his followers, you’ll never have to vote again. Could any statement be more chilling in its implications? No need to ever vote again because you will not be given a choice again.

America was founded with the avowal that we would not be ruled by kings but by the people, a democracy. The Supreme Court’s decision to grant Trump unlimited powers should he become president again, though not unexpected, stunned millions, and not just Americans. As dissenting SCOTUS Justice Elena Kagan (an Obama appointee) remarked afterward: “Wasn’t the whole point of the Constitution that the president was not a monarch and was not supposed to be above the law?”

Abolitionist Wendell Phillips, speaking to the Massachusetts Anti-Slavery Society in 1852, cautioned: “Eternal vigilance is the price of liberty. Power is ever stealing from the many to the few.”

Between the threat of fascism and the promise of democracy there is no middle ground.