I am not sleeping well again. My slumber is too little and too light. It's choppy and pitted with uncomfortable dreams. It's a new normal that I have been dealing with since I became sick five years ago.
Trump's inauguration wasn't helpful to a good night's sleep because it wasn't the peaceful transition of power between political powers but a coronation for authoritarianism. It was as unprecedented and earth-shattering to our society as Napoleon, in 1804, crowning himself emperor rather than having the Pope place the crown on his head.
If Harris or Biden had been inaugurated yesterday, it too would have been a coronation for fascism. It would have been as outrageous, and unsettling as Trump's return to Washington. After all, the Democrats enabled, endorsed and promoted the worst genocide in the 21st century, and that discredits their claims of being a political party of democracy and ethics.
But, like Blanche Dubois in A Streetcar Named Desire, who "always depended on the kindness of strangers," if it was a Democratic Inauguration; we'd have clung to our delusions. We'd have been allowed to continue to believe that good people still had the means to tame neoliberalism.
Instead, after Trump's return to the Presidency, we are like a cancer patient, who has been told there are no treatments left. No matter how far someone sticks their head in the sand, they can't avoid the fact- that what unfurled in Washington yesterday was the first day of a strongman's dictatorship.
On Monday, I greeted Trump's second term with nausea and dread because I live in Canada, which is on his shit list. He is intent on imposing crippling economic tariffs on Canada and Mexico to destroy the sovereignty of these two countries. They haven't been imposed yet. But Canada's business leaders, the political class and corporate news media have, despite bluster about retaliatory tariffs, worked like it is 1938 to appease Trump and American fascism. They accepted his lies that Canada is a major source of fentanyl and migrants being smuggled into the USA. Once you accept the terms of Trump's warped reality as truth, you have surrendered to his authoritarianism.
During Trump's inaugural speech, he declared war on the Trans community, migrants and minorities. He threatened Panama with an invasion and pledged to rename the Gulf of Mexico, the Gulf of America. He promised his Presidency was about to be a "Golden Age," for America, as if he were a sovereign of a Kingdom rather than a President, with a fixed term in a Republic.
In January 2020, as Covid began to unfurl across the world most of us were in denial that the pandemic would irrevocably change society for the worst. We thought about it the way the generation alive in 1914 viewed the start ofWW1.It would all be over in a few months. Five years later, look where we are- caught in the weeds of fascism, public healthcare is almost destroyed and COVID is still causing mayhem. We are faced with a cost of living crisis to rival the one in the 1930s.
Trump's answer to it all because he is a cynical kleptocrat is to destroy the environment and then the climate with an expansion of oil extraction across the USA. There is no consolation in knowing they, too, will die in the chaos of climate collapse. Before that occurs, most of us will be killed by them, as they assert total domination over our society.
The 1% and Trump don't care if the environment is devastated or if life becomes unliveable for much of humanity. Extreme wealth gave them the hubris of the mythological gods of Greece.
ln January 2020, I was newly diagnosed with cancer which made me acutely aware of the fragility of life. My gut told me then that nothing would be the same again for me or the world. Today, with the return of Donald Trump to the Presidency, my gut has that same dread I experienced in 2020. He is a pestilence of fascism, and many of us won't survive him or the oligarchs who back his regime. There is no longer any established politics that can protect us from this enveloping dictatorship. The era of tyrants is upon us.
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I agree with your analysis.
It's almost a relief to see the collapse of the cynical hypocrisy of the Democratic party.
Barring the rise of a 3rd party, fascism will continue to oversee the dissolution of the country.
Internal and external refugee crises and climate catastrophes will destroy the remaining fragments of civil society.
I urge you to prioritize your health. Sleepless nights and stress won't change our tragic future, and we need your clarion voice.
"There is no longer any established politics that can protect us from this enveloping dictatorship. The era of tyrants is upon us."
I cannot deny what I see and hear every single day.
To wake up every day and go about my life as a worker, a parent, a grandparent, and a neighbour in this present moment is to live a life of cognitive dissonance.
I am distraught. It is only in unity that those of us at the bottom can continue to provide for and protect ourselves. But I don't see the way forward. Where is the leadership in our cause?
We are caught in a trap. We give what little extra we may have to food banks and local missions while continuing to work as wage slaves. Most of us are only a paycheque or two away from being reliant on these same services of kindness and compassion.
I am distraught. There is a deep darkness to navigate before we see any light at the end of this tunnel.