The Left has a penchant for being overly dramatic and hating America, but never before have those two things coalesced into an op-ed of this magnitude.
This was written by Eve Ensler, and if you're not familiar with her, she's the playwright behind 'The Vagina Monologues.' She also wants to go by 'V' now, but for the sake of clarity, we'll call her Ensler.
Every day people are kidnapped by masked men in unmarked cars, taken to hidden sites and left in deplorable conditions; starving people in Gaza are slaughtered as they clamor for a bag of flour; public officials and leaders humiliated and murdered; the T erased from LGBT; brain-dead women forced to give birth; the glib language of hate and cruelty and easy thoughtless threats of world war, assassination, and dehumanization circling like invisible poison. What feels most perilous is the steady evaporation of the boundaries of what seemed impossible only a few weeks ago. Morality, compassion, care – slashed and burned.
And yet I think of Beckett, “I can’t go on. I’ll go on”, “The world is essentially over. I will fight for another day”, “I have lost my faith in humans. I commit to love them more.”
To live as Jung said – with two existing opposite thoughts at the same time. Survival right now depends on our ability to swim in this duality. To not linger in the pain, but to allow ourselves to be moved by it. To not whitewash reality, but also not to take up lodging in the house of despair. This is the dance of our times.
Someone needs to travel outside the US. Seriously, my forthcoming book talks about patriotism as a form of gratitude. Look for it in September from Broadside Books! https://t.co/NjT0eVGrCe
