A Promise in a Mean Season

Posted by By at 15 August, at 10 : 02 AM Print

The other day, as I cruised around on Facebook, I did something I don’t believe I’ve ever done before.

I made fun of an individual for his grammatical and spelling errors in an anti-Obama comment he had made to a repost I had made.

First, I posted the above image.

There were the usual numbers of like-minded friends saying agreeable things. That’s always a comfort. A friend made a comment about not changing horses in mid-stream. And then somebody I don’t know posted:

The new horse seems to know alot about how to get this country back on course. The horse in the barn thinks printing money and throwing it away is the answer. If you spend more than you make and keep spending it doesn’t take a rocket scientist to know you will be bankrupt. Romney is a wise business man that has shown how to run a state and many companies. Only thing Obama has done is run this country into the poor house. Does not know how to create jobs and don’t get me started with his foreign government ideas. He is a joke. The people that voted him in won’t even say they voted for him last election. Enough is enough.”  …….and then…”Well the Democrats have a Jack ass as their mascot so as guess you are says we need to get the ass in the barn out and bring in someone that has run more than a civic group.”

My response should have been to try to get this fellow to see that Romney really is a member of the class that has caused most of our problems. We’ve all seen the news: American productivity per worker is going up all the time, as are CEO salaries, and profits. But the cost is a stagnant jobs recovery. Sure, the GOP might argue, why should companies lower their profits by hiring more workers when productivity is so high? Productivity is high because those who still have jobs are afraid they are next on the chopping block. They know there are hundreds, if not thousands, of unemployed people out there just waiting to replace them in a heartbeat.

Job stress is off the chart, and gains made directly or indirectly through unions are eroding. Forget the 40-hour work week and other benefits: Those are eroding like sand dunes in a rain storm.

“Job Creators” my left foot.

I was chatting on-line with a crime reporter whose work I respect a great deal. He was on vacation, but he was working anyway. When I asked why, he said the company that employs him requires reporters to be available any time of day or night, weekends, national holiday, or personal vacation time or not. And no, his newspaper does not have a union.

And, just so you know, newspaper reporters do not make tons of money, even though some newspapers require their reporters to dress as though they do.

Anyway, that’s the direction in which I should have embarked. Civil, reasoned, and good practice. Nothing hones one’s thinking than trying to explain what you’re thinking by writing.

But that’s not what I did. Frustrated at watching the American Dream shriveling into a mockery of itself through the efforts of people like Romney acting like vampires in the name of Capitalism, I replied:

“I often wonder why so many GOP supporters have such bad spelling and grammar. Maybe as a tribute to Shrub?”

By “Shrub,” of course, I mean George W. Bush, who, if not an actual dope, at least played one on TV. I remember a televised press conference Bush II had with a Saudi prince. The Saudi spoke better English. Waaaay better. I have lived under a dozen presidents. Shrub was the first time I was ever ashamed of. Angered by several of them, yes, but ashamed, only once.

The point is my attack was personal. It is true that many blue-collar people, especially white blue-collar people, tend to be conservative and often vote against their own interests. Before becoming a journalist, all of my jobs were blue collar, and a lot of people I knew and worked with were very conservative. Most of them I admired on a lot of levels, and understood their positions even if I disagreed totally.

And we all remained friends.

Most of the blue-collar people I worked with, white and black, liberal and conservative, were not well-educated. I have often held, in the written and spoken word, that our culture does not encourage knowledge, and in any case limits one’s ability to better one’s place in the world, but is not any kind of barrier to the quality of one’s person. I used to get kidded at work about “talkin’ proper.” We all got a good chuckle out of it.

And then I go do a dumb thing, making fun of somebody’s poor spelling and grammar for the simple reason that he had a political view different from my own.

I am ashamed, this time of myself.

Let me be clear: I think that anybody who is not filthy rich and votes for Mitt Romney is a fool, a chicken voting for the fox.

I also think that, while Obama has certainly not been as good a president as he could have been, I think a very high percentage of the people who hate him, hate him because he is black, and the fact that there is a black family in the White House who is not there to polish the silver is to them a frightening abomination.

It’s nothing new. I remember how frightened conservatives were that Jack Kennedy would let the Pope run the country, or that Jimmy Carter would make us all go to Sunday School.

So, let me make a promise, and hope I can keep it. I promise to take a deep breath, and try to focus on issues. I won’t promise not to share posts like the one above if they are clever or even simply funny. But I promise, no more personal snide remarks, certainly not in this, the meanest political season I can remember.


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T.W. Burger was born in western Pennsylvania but spent more than 30 years growing up in Athens Ga., with a two-year side-trip to Greenville, Mississippi. He has lived in the Gettysburg area since 1985. Before becoming a newspaper reporter at 35, he was an apprentice mortician, concrete mixer driver, garbageman, salesman, laboratory technician and all-around roustabout. He has written professionally since the late 1970s. He lives along Marsh Creek near Gettysburg with his partner Sue and a loose affiliation of cats. He is the author of the “Burger to Go” blogsite at Burger2go.wordpress.com. - Email tburger

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