Nov. 8, 2020. A day I will never forget. Joe Biden had officially been declared the winner of the election. There were no doubts now, and the clouds had parted.
Literally.
It was a freakishly warm day for November. What a gift. Let’s go out East! After having lunch in Southampton, we were disturbed by the sight of several thuggish characters driving pick-up trucks, angrily circling Job’s Lane and Main Street.
They were apparently unhappy with the election results and because of the media pigpen they’ve locked themselves into, they more than likely believed the election was stolen.
They paused to stop in front of 75 Main, where customers were dining outside, to sit there and glower at them. I thought maybe something violent would occur. It would. But on Jan. 6, at the Capitol.
But think about this. Imagine, upon hearing the results of an election where your candidate didn’t win, you fired up your truck and took the trouble to drive straight to a street that had the kind of people you were taught to detest. “Them.” The “elites.” And sat there in your truck, scowling at them.
Pretty sick behavior.
Sound familiar? Of course it does, but there are plenty of people reading this who will vote for the man who unleashed the White American Male’s inner thug anyway. And the irony is for all the money you lavished on “education,” this is the end result. Maybe it’s time to come to terms with the fact the schools don’t teach your kids anything, but are merely sorting mechanisms.
Someone I know got a good life lesson on this when she noticed the armed forces recruiters chasing the Williston Park kids and leaving the Manhasset Hills kids unmolested. But that’s another story for another day.
You can still see these social misanthropes driving around Long Island with their flags flying on their trucks. Angry and filled with a mindless hate, all against a president who by any measure, has done a pretty good job considering what he inherited, from a predecessor whose reckless neglect during the pandemic caused the needless death of over 160,000 Americans. That’s three Vietnams if you’re counting.
I remain amazed at how we simply compartmentalized the deaths of over a million citizens and promptly forgot about it in order to concentrate on the soaring cost of ketchup. To quote Atlantic columnist Tom Nichols, “reality is no longer dispositive.”
This has been a successful administration on both legislative and managerial levels by any standard. And I’ve been around since Ike, so maybe I have a little more perspective than the palookas.
Speaking of perspective, I think someone driving a $60,000 truck and living on the East End of Long Island has very little to complain about in life. So what drives these people? It ain’t policy or the cost of cucumbers. It’s naked rage.
You think they’re worried about immigration? Buddy, the simple truth is the entire economy of Long Island would collapse without them. No one to mow your lawns, cook your food, get your home improvement projects done at sub-par pay and no benefits, nothing. The party would be over for you. Confess.
And they still worship the ground he walks on, after shafting them on their SALT deduction, which he now says he’ll reverse.
Sure, pal. Along with 200% tariffs, no Federal taxes for the civil service, mass deportation, threatening the political opposition with violence (again) and then there’s the Arnold Palmer business among a thousand other just plain weird things.
And the sight of these “religious” leaders embracing this singularly defective human being with both arms? I never bought into their phony moral certitude myself, but their hypocrisy, as the saying goes, stinks to God’s nostrils.
It’s hard to know what to think of people. How does this guy get ONE vote? Are we this bad?
I guess we are. Congratulations, America. You have, at last, seen your true face.
Donald Davret
Morristown
