Seeing myself in Donald Trump

It took me by surprise how judgemental, negative, arrogant, dismissive and even hateful some of my thoughts have been recently. Who does that remind me of?And when I look some more I see my own racism, sexism and separatism – and other qualities that I observe in DT and project onto and those who voted him in. And then I see my inclination to look down on others, ouch, my attempts to occupy a higher morally superior ground, ouch, face and embrace. I see I have work to do right here with what I can affect – more honesty, humbleness, unity and fierce commitment to solidarity and to nurturing compassion for us all with nobody left out.

Then I read this from Charles Eisenstein

“It is time to do it, time to up our game. It is time to stop feeding hate. Next time you post online, check your words to see if they smuggle in some form of hate: dehumanization, snark, belittling, derision.., some invitation to us versus them. Notice how it feels kind of good to do that, like getting a fix. And notice what hurts underneath, and how it doesn’t feel good, not really. Maybe it is time to stop.

This does not mean to withdraw from political conversation, but to rewrite its vocabulary. It is to speak hard truths with love. It is to offer acute political analysis that doesn’t carry the implicit message of “Aren’t those people horrible?”

Such analysis is rare. Usually, those evangelizing compassion do not write about politics, and sometimes they veer into passivity. We need to confront an unjust, ecocidal system. Each time we do we will receive an invitation to give in to the dark side and hate “the deplorables”.

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