As I await the arrival of the Bomb Cyclone, aka Winter, I have been reading the stories of “others” in America, the Cross Dresser from Wyoming who was a straight married white male who just liked wearing women’s clothing. The Electrician in Georgia who decided to vote for the first time in his life and with that for Democrats. He is the stereotype and archetype of what defines the Aggrieved White Male I write about, but thanks to a Teacher and the introduction to Ralph Waldo Emerson gave him a perspective that his life is more than a single variable in an equation, it is in fact a part of a larger one in which he has to solve through his own over time. Math never is easy.
I also listened to a three part Serial podcast in conjunction with the New York Times, We Were Three, about a family and how Covid affected their lives, lives already damaged and broken which Covid finally smashed it to pieces.
I have not yet finished a book, Dirtbag, Massachusetts by Issac Fitzgerald, but it is a well written memoir of a man coming to terms with a live of poverty lived among one of privilege and how that despite the odds changed the outcome of that proverbial equation by changing a variable, and for him that was going to an elite boarding school.
We speak of investments with regards to financial security yet we do not apply the same standards towards our own citizens and residents in this country. We are still the up by the bootstrap bullshit nonsense peddled in books by Horatio Alger or Ayn Rand. Yet many of those fans of said books are usually white men and who have been fortunate enough to have been recipients of the very tattered and well used social safety net we do have, this includes charity foundations that receive a significant tax deduction for every grant they provide in the way of tuition, trips and gifts; the use of food stamps, public transportation, medical care through Medicaid or again donation based charity. There are ways to appeal tax liens, ways to garner tax deductions and use disability funds to support individuals through housing vouchers and SSI. They are all crap but to the standard bearer who believes that all failures are personal and that is more than generous to get you back on your feet. We of course almost always ignore the obvious ones such as roads, water, sewer and electricity and lastly access to public education that somehow the Government is a problem not a solution and yet every time something goes wrong we turn to them in a time of emergency. Okay so which is it?
As I read the story about the Wyoming man who wore Women’s clothes I thought so why not? I wear men’s clothes almost exclusively, what is the difference? Well there was a point that even that was suspect. I recall my own Gay loving Fag Hag Mother wondering when I cut my hair short if I was a Lesbian. It takes a little more than a shearing of hair to make one Gay. The same applies to clothing. But we also push that boundary and at times those struggling with identity feel compelled to push that and with that are often given the Sophie’s Choice, that cannot be easy. A 24 year old Trans Activist died of suicide this week as you really cannot let anyone live and let live in this country.
The story of the Georgia Voter should not be one. In earnest he voted as he felt was right, I believe that is the point of voting, you vote for the individual you believe will do the right thing and serve in Congress or in their branch of office with the best of intentions. There are always differences but with the idea that compromise and collaboration will serve their constituents and community. And this brings the story behind the newly elected NY House Representative-elect, George Santos, which is unraveling faster than a yarn ball at a knit off. The man has simply just made up his entire resume and life story, and as I said to someone he is probably not Gay either as it too seems to be a posture and why? If you were married once to a woman now a man where is the paper trail? And given the GOP position on Gay rights it seems again odd. Is he a member of the Log Cabin Republicans? This man seems to be man of tall tales and only has relationships that are transactional. Meanwhile an actual NYC elected official who is Gay, has had his home vandalized and been threatened because he supports Drag Queen Story hour. This does not serve anyone but this is the state of American politics do what you do to be elected and even a regular man living in Georgia knew that much and did the right thing. Why is that so impossible?
And odd how that seems to be the story. If you watch the HBO Max show, We’re Here you see how the simple act of a Drag Show being done in a town seems to bring out the real sides of those who live across the yard, street or down the block. For the first time I was concerned when they went to Essex County New Jersey and found a supposed ally who truly sent mixed messages and was hostile towards the concept. I did not believe his intent either and I suspect neither did Shangela who was assigned to him. But as they say, to paraphrase- the show in that case went on. Where it went after I have no idea as the girls leave town and with that I suspect nothing changed much other than the few who wanted and believed it would. But that man was not an ally nor actually I think engaged in the least. All participants have friends and family supporting them in this, many with mixed feeling but they go forward out of love and support. That is an ally. This man had no friends, no anyone and his dismissal of Shangela at one point saying I thought either “Nigger” or “Faggot” as I missed it or it was bleeped and Shangela responding, “Don’t call me that or use that word” was something that again clicked not all was how it appears.
But politics is like life, it has long been a game of chance and one often of hope. Today I blame the lack of local actual news and coverage of communities and the way social media has supposedly taken on that role. And with that both Newsmakers and Politicians rely upon it for messaging and decision making. (Elon Musk seems to) With that, I often point to the left and right of the aisle and ask what they are doing to actually create and build policy and programs that are functioning and active or does that take time from your Social Media presence? I was listening to a DJ speak of her Instagram habit and how that it took over her life. She would watch endless cat videos while her own cats were sitting next to her demanding play and attention. Yes folks you have a problem. Addiction is not just booze and pills. I quit following Keith McNally as frankly it is because he has a problem with speech he posts endlessly on Instagram and while there is the James Cordon moment, mostly it is tragic that he feels this is how he must communicate in which to be heard. Maybe be silent, maybe just listen.
I have a problem being in my Apartment. The problems in 946 not withstanding they made me self conscious and with that afraid, and as I read the story about the man killing his Condo Board Members after years of endless complaints over noise and with that his own descent into mental health problems that led up to the shooting. Again I saw her face, her manner and his face and his threat to me and him being in law enforcement was not lost. I am afraid. Now with the Bomb Cyclone heading my way and the weather is frightful I would love to stay home and nurture myself. Nope I have Alvin Ailey tickets and with that I am barreling out tomorrow in frigid weather to see them. I am angry that I feel that this again is like the shows during the heat wave, why are you allowing this? It should be canceled for the safety of everyone trying to get there and get home, but no the show must go on? Why? And that brings me to the issue of Covid. We have never really nor will for a long time recover from what Covid did. It has shortened life spans and not just due to Covid but from drug overdoses. And we can add the increase in gun violence and domestic violence. More children were harmed during the pandemic due largely to both these issues. Guns in the home and parents at the end of their tether. Yeah I see it and it is not good what is coming down the path.
And that is the Condo Shooting, the fight at the Bodega, a Party or wherever whenever. The push of social media, the divisiveness is not always politics it is about injured feelings, a sense of restoration of one’s dignity and yes money. I cannot explain why a swarm of girls who met on social media would descend into madness and stab a homeless man in Toronto over a bottle of liquor and then yet again I can. It is why I only Sub twice a week. I would be happy to do at least 4 days but frankly it is too worrisome. It is the same feeling I have living in my Apartment, literally waiting for another shoe to drop. And with that as I read/listen to the stories of the Cross Dresser, the GA Voter, I found them worthy; however, I was truly disturbed by the Covid Story of the Family whose entire life together was one full of violence and destruction. The deaths of the Father and Brother should have been a relief to this woman who spent her entire life trying to get away from them and their hold on her and yet in their deaths she cannot escape. Why a podcast was made I am not sure, I learned nothing and with that heard a story about a family that was fucked up. That was in denial and was insane. She is free and should be moving on and perhaps finding proper help and healing but nope her story is now out there to be heard and shared and the mantra, “there by the grace of God go I.” Sorry folks I had to deal with my own dysfunctional family and I have never felt compelled to write a memoir and drag that around as my calling card. I think I have a much more complex equation that comprises my life and with that it is why I decided to switch to fiction to write what is basically not but is easier as then the story becomes the story, I do not. But this is the new America where we all want to be the star of our story and have everyone know it. Wow, just wow. What a sad life to live to live online but then it easier as you don’t have to deal with real people and their real problems.
HAVE A VERY MERRY/HAPPY FILL IN THE BLANK