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Opinion The Last Word

Many Sides: The Mantra of Evil

“The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing.” — Edmund Burke

We’re now all contestants in a reality show that we never asked to be part of. And it gets more real every day. The shameful and deadly episode that occurred in Charlottesville, Virginia, last week was a gathering of white nationalists, ostensibly to protest the removal of a statue of Robert E. Lee from a city park. But the torchlight parade, the attacks on clergy, the Nazi regalia, the Klan robes, and the Stars and Bars carried alongside swastika flags revealed the assembly for what it was: a collection of hate groups with various agendas and a new alliance between neo-Nazis and neo-Confederates.

The Southern Poverty Law Center said, “It was the largest hate-gathering of its kind in decades.” The “Unite the Right” rally quickly descended into chants of anti-black, anti-Semitic, and anti-LGBT slogans that were as vile as your imagination will allow you to conjure. The eruption of violence between the so-called “alt-right” and counter protesters caused 19 injuries, the deaths of two state troopers in a helicopter crash monitoring the scene, and a young woman crossing the street when a crazed true-believer rammed his car into a group of pedestrians. Whether this type of vehicular homicide occurs in Paris, London, or Charlottesville, it’s known by the same name: terrorism. In the ensuing chaos, the forgotten man was Robert E. Lee.

Donald Trump and David Duke

There is free speech, and then there is hate speech. Only one is protected by the Constitution. Yes, you can mount a platform and say, “Mexicans are rapists,” or “Criminal aliens … take a young, beautiful girl … and slice them and dice them.” You can even urge your supporters to punch someone in the face if you say it was just a humorous aside. But when your words initiate violence, you are responsible for the consequences.

From his New Jersey golf resort, Donald Trump read from a card, “We condemn, in the strongest possible terms, this egregious display of hatred, bigotry, and violence on many sides. On many sides.” You know someone else wrote it because Trump doesn’t know the meaning of the word “egregious.”

Before moving on to tout his achievements, (“We have companies pouring into our country.”), Trump brought Obama into the controversy, claiming there were also hate groups and hate speech during the previous administration. By doing so, Trump is, in effect, saying, “Don’t blame me.”

Since his rise to political prominence began by accusing Obama of being a foreigner and a secret Muslim, he has fed “his base” a constant barrage of inflammatory screeds against immigrants, the press, affirmative action, his predecessor, and particularly Hillary Clinton. On many sides? He forgets who the instigators are. Only one side chanted Nazi slogans like “Blood and soil.” Only one side chanted “Fuck you, faggot,” and the ever-popular, “Go back to Africa.” If this assembly was about preserving Confederate monuments, there were similar far-right demonstrations in Portland and Seattle, where there are no statues of Confederate generals.

Trump’s remarks drew criticism from all sides for his refusal to condemn the perpetrators of the violence, except from the white supremacists themselves. They loved it. Their popular web site, The Daily Stormer, posted that the president “refused to answer questions about White Nationalists supporting him. No condemnation at all. When asked to condemn, he just walked out of the room. Really, really good. God bless him.”

There’s something grating about neo-Nazis invoking God. Why can’t the president say the words, “Radical, right-wing terrorism”? In his own admonition, you can’t fight a problem if you won’t name it. The “problem” was encapsulated by the words of former Klan Imperial Wizard and rally attendee, David Duke, who said to the cameras, “This represents a turning point for the people of this country. We are determined to take our country back. We’re going to fulfill the promises of Donald Trump, and that’s what we believed in. That’s why we voted for Donald Trump, because he said he’s going to take our country back.”

After blistering remarks from members of his own party, Trump issued a lukewarm tweet condemning “all that hate stands for,” which, in turn, provoked a tweet from David Duke saying menacingly, “I would recommend you take a good look in the mirror and remember it was White Americans [sic] who put you in the presidency, not radical leftists.”

The Charlottesville rally was disgusting, but this clash between the emboldened neo-Nazis and those whose fathers and grandfathers lost their lives fighting the real Nazis is far from over. It has been suggested that if the counter-protesters just stayed away and ignored these racist rallies, there would be no violence, since that is the sort of narrative the alt-right seeks. Consequently, there would have been no press coverage, and no one would have died.

I’m sure some German Jews said the same thing in 1929. Fascism must be confronted or it metastasizes. On a personal note: My grandfather was the only member of his family to escape Eastern Europe. His parents, two brothers, a sister, their spouses, and nieces and nephews, some small children, were annihilated by the Nazis despite his desperate efforts to free them. I inherited his letters. They are heartbreaking. 

While in Israel some years ago, I visited Yad Vashem, the museum of the Holocaust. There is a register of names of Jews murdered by the Nazis, but there isn’t the slightest trace of my grandfather’s family. They just vanished. So, if some neo-Nazi yuppie in a Trump inspired uniform of khaki pants, white polo shirt, and a red “Make America Great Again” cap comes goose-stepping down my street waving a swastika, I’ll do my very best to hit him in the head with a tire iron. Then, the Teflon Don can once again talk about violence “from many sides.”

Randy Haspel writes the blog “Recycled Hippies.”

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Opinion The Last Word

Stop Saying That!

Since spring is the time for renewal and new beginnings, the occasion is ripe for the annual list of words and phrases that I just can’t stand hearing anymore. And I stand behind that statement 110 percent. Any such list would be derelict without including the annoying phrase of the year: “alternative facts.” Popularized by the vapid Kellyanne Conway, the term can easily be translated as “bullshit.” So. When asked a question, it seems everyone from pundits to pandits begins their answer with the word “so,” as in: “Explain why are you in jail?” “So, I was running naked through Wal-Mart and got tackled by a security guard.” This should be acceptable only at the beginning of a joke, i.e., “So, this giraffe walks into a bar and says, ‘The highballs are on me.'”

There’s no there there. Nothing to see here folks. Just keep moving.
Air quotes. If I see one more goober claw the sky with two fingers on each hand, there’s a chance that I may get violent. Or at least violently sick. Please use your words instead, like “so-called” president or the “alleged” attorney general.

Reuters︱Mike Theiler

Kellyanne Conway

Nothing burger. I’ll gladly pay you Tuesday for a hamburger today. No beef, no bun, no condiments, no garnishment.
No prob./No worries. This is a phrase popularized by restaurant wait-staff when you ask for something like unsweetened tea. It shouldn’t be a problem if it’s their job.
Breaking News. The original sin of all local newscasts. Now, everything is “Breaking News,” even if it’s already broken. A wreck on the interstate is not really “breaking news,” unless it was an oil tanker and the highway’s on fire. And while we’re at it, a “severe thunderstorm watch” is no reason to preempt Jeopardy!
6:00 a.m. in the morning. An agonizing redundancy. Everyone knows a.m. means morning. Use one or the other, or risk using needless words with ample abundance.
No-brainer. This one’s really a no-brainer. Use “foregone conclusion” instead. It makes you sound smarter. Cray. I get it. I just wish my wife would stop using this expression in reference to me.
Alt-right. Let’s just call them what they are: Nazis.
America First. Speaking of Nazis, this expression was popularized during WWII and became the name of the national, anti-Semitic, isolationist organization whose purpose was to appease Hitler. Dog whistles or ignorance?
Game-changer. To have one’s course altered, as in: That bout with syphilis was a real game-changer for Al Capone.
Non-usage of the consonant “T.” When did this catch on? Examples: “No you di’nt, Bill Clin’on,” or, “I have something impor’nt to tell you.” Used by all races and levels of education, this trend is irrita’ng for errbody. Baby bump. Such an unbelievable trivialization of the term “preggers.”
Make America Great Again. Ronald Reagan used this slogan in the ’80s and it still makes me gag. Let’s go ahead and include,
Bigly, many people say, the liberal media, this I can tell you, classy, and radical Islamic terrorism. The mother of all… and blank “gate.” We just dropped the mother of all bombs in Afghanistan to retaliate for the mother of all wars in Iraq. At home, Chris Christie gave us “Bridgegate,” and we’re about to enter a phase called “Kremlin-gate.” We’re not even going to mention “Pee-gate.”
Drop. As in: Beyonce’s new single will drop this week. Now, even Rachel Maddow is saying, “New legislation drops tomorrow.” And while we’re at it, let’s include the mic drop. Obama out.
Walk it back and misspoke. These terms will become increasingly commonplace during the tenure of Press Secretary Sean Spicer. They are Washington colloquialisms for “lying.” LOL. Enough already. Stop laughing at your own jokes.
And finally: Bill O’Reilly. So long, sucker. Now, let’s take this thing to the next level.
Randy Haspel writes the “Recycled Hippies” blog.

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Opinion The Last Word

See Ya, 2016: Some Things We Need to Leave Behind

At work the other day, I received an email from a vendor that opened with “2016 was truly one for the books!” I guess you could say that, if we’re talking about Infinite Jest or a Stephen King novel or something. We can agree 2016 was kind of a dud, right? So much ink has been spilled on the topic, it feels pointless to even rehash how much of a tsunami of suckitude this year has been. It was such a slow-burning dumpster fire, it’s probably time to retire the phrase “dumpster fire.” Here is but a tiny sampling of other things that can stay in 2016.

Pepe the Frog

The word “great”

Remember when “great” used to mean something? That’s a trick question, because it never did. Great is the most generic, vague, useless word in the English language. “Great” is the “no offense, but” of adjectives (adverbs too, for you grammarians) because it rarely means what the speaker is saying. “Great” is what you say when someone asks how you’re doing, and things are actually pretty terrible but you know they ain’t looking for an honest answer. When I’m trying on clothes and a store employee says “That looks great on you!” I assume they’re not even looking.

The alt-right

I used to think “political correctness” was an exaggeration. What some people consider PC, I call being considerate. Then I found out there was a PC term for white supremacists that they, ironically, came up with themselves. Hell. No. Neo-Nazis don’t get a “safe space.” Racism doesn’t deserve a nickname. Or a cartoon frog mascot. The alt-right attitudes of sexism, anti-Semitism, homophobia, Islamophobia don’t belong in 2016, 2017, or any year, and ascribing a kinder, gentler descriptor to the movement only makes it sound okay. It’s not.

Blaming everything on the year

One refrain in the symphony of suck that was 2016 was the death of an alarming number of celebrities. Well-loved figures whom we presumed were immortal — David Bowie, Prince to name a couple — proved us wrong. Yes, many of our heroes left this world too soon. The emotional weight of endless bad news is heavy. It’s okay to grieve! But y’all, we cannot say “Ugh, 2016 strikes again” whenever someone dies. The year 2016 didn’t kill John Glenn. He was in his 90s. And it didn’t take Muhammad Ali; Parkinson’s disease did. Don’t give this devil year any more credit than it deserves.

Fake news

Anyone who has read the “literature” available in a grocery store checkout line knows “fake news” is not a new phenomenon. Nor is the notion that people believe everything they read on the internet, particularly if it’s compatible with their worldview. What is new is dismissing any news that displeases us as “fake news.” To paraphrase the late Senator Pat Moynihan, you’re entitled to your own opinion, but not your own facts. Pizzagate? Fake news. Actual events, recorded on camera, with witnesses? Not fake news. Fake news and calling real news fake can hit the road, as far as I’m concerned.

Nightmarish Memphis Driving™ situations

The flyover is open! It’s still a mess, but the hard part is over … maybe? Otherwise I might turn into my mother and never go anywhere that can’t be accessed via Poplar, which sucks in its own right, but I’d rather wait for a train than worry about my vehicle launching into oblivion from the height equivalent of an eighth-story window. By the way, if you’re ever stuck on the flyover behind a little white Toyota going 20 miles an hour, I apologize, but that thing scares the bejeezus out of me.

Grizzlies injuries

I don’t mind a little late-game drama, especially since the Grizzlies usually prevail. I’m convinced Coach Fizdale is a wizard (yes, already), so I enjoy watching him conjure up wins. I love seeing how the team responds to adversity and watching the rookies develop, but man … what do we have to do to get a healthy squad? Does this have something to do with that crystal skull in the Pyramid? How about just a few games at full strength? Maybe blow out a couple of weaker opponents. For the sake of our collective health.

Honorable mentions: 1990s TV and movie reboots. Crying Jordan. Harambe. College football conference expansion or lack thereof. Whatever is going on in Russia. News reports about viral video sensations. Gimmicky fast-food menu items. Most of all, though, I’d like to leave behind the lurking premonition that 2017 might suck even worse. Let’s turn the page and hope for the best.

Jen Clarke is an unapologetic Memphian and digital marketing strategist.

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Blind Trust

As Thanksgiving approaches, the country is still feeling the fallout from our recent national election. Around 25 percent of the country’s eligible voters are displeased with the results of the presidential race, while 25 percent are pleased. The other 50 percent of the voting pool declined to participate. Thanks, idiots.

For the second time in 16 years, the candidate who won the presidential popular vote lost the election, meaning the country as a whole is now as gerrymandered as most states are.

It isn’t going to change soon, not when the winning party has all the levers of power. There’s going to be a President Trump, for better or for worse, and we’re going to have to adjust to what promises to be a very challenging near-future.

As he demonstrated during his campaign, Trump has little regard for traditional political behavior. With this president-elect, everything is personal, and his skin is remarkably thin. We can only pray that his handlers — and Congress — can find the courage to restrain his more impulsive behavior.

The past two weeks have not been encouraging. Trump has complained relentlessly via Twitter about Saturday Night Live, the cast of Hamilton, and The New York Times all being “unfair.” He called in the top brass and on-air talent of all the major networks to Trump Tower, Monday, for an off-the-record meeting at which he called CNN “liars” and chastised NBC News for using an unflattering picture of him that Trump said made him appear as if he had multiple chins. Trump hasn’t held a press conference since July.

Meanwhile, in the federally owned Ronald Reagan building in Washington, D.C., Richard Spencer, the head of a white supremacist group calling itself the National Policy Institute, gave a speech in which he shouted, “Hail Trump, hail our people, hail our victory!” (You know how to say “hail” in German, right?) He went on to call the media “lügenpresse,” the nazi name for press critics, and added several anti-Semitic comments. The speech ended with the audience applauding wildly and giving Spencer the one-armed Hitler salute. In a federal building.

Spencer calls his group “alt-right.” As a critic said this week, that’s like calling a pool of vomit “alt-brunch.” They are nazis, and, like the KKK, they feel it’s now safe to come into the light because of Trump’s victory.

Also problematical for Trump — and the Constitution — is his vast network of businesses around the globe, which present unprecedented risks of conflicts of interest for the new president, who will be dealing with many national leaders from countries where he has operations. In the past, presidents have put their financial interests in a blind trust, so as to avoid any possible appearance of self-interest while serving the country. Trump, on the other hand, has said he will leave the control of his business empire to his children, but he’s also made it clear his children will be involved in his administration, so we will have to blindly trust that he and his children will never discuss the family business. Sure.

It’s one thing to flout the traditional rules of campaigning — revealing your tax returns, for example — and quite another to flout the constitutional rules that restrain a president from accepting favors from a foreign government, which is classified as treason by the Constitution. The bottom line is that we will need to rely on what statesmen remain in the GOP to stand up for what’s right, arguably a thin reed to lean upon.

Still, at your Thanksgiving table, it might be prudent to say a little prayer for Senators Lindsey Graham and John McCain and any other lawmakers who might find the courage to do the right thing when called upon. It’s either that or blind trust.

I miss the “war on Christmas” already.