Incapable of feeling or rational thought?
What a furore! Things have been so very dull of late in politics (what with no fascist rhetoric whatsoever coming from Blighty, or chat of jam and air and child-labour saving the Brit economy), a drama was long overdue. Well, it had been a whole week since the Labour Party Conference didn’t mention Brexit even once. So without fail, The Donald came up with the goods. And boy did he ever. The shit well and truly hit the proverbial on Friday 7th October….. The epic storm that followed the repulsive comments of Donald Trump, revealed in a live mic recording from 2005, proved once and for all; that the man is not capable of holding office. For his legions of supporters, the endless torrent of bile that he’d spewed before including:
Mocking the disabled, prisoners of war, the dying and the infirm
Slyly suggesting assassinations
And proudly admitting cheating all American citizens out of tax payments for the best part of twenty years
…..apparently wasn’t enough.
The straw that finally broke the camel’s back (we hope) was his admittance of sexual assault on women, using his celebrity to intimidate……
“I just start kissing them. It’s like a magnet. Just kiss. I don’t even wait. And when you’re a star they let you do it. You can do anything … Grab them by the pussy. You can do anything.”
Women. As. Piece. Of. Meat.
What followed was a distancing from his own party and an outpouring universal global disgust, at his blatant disregard for women. Men took to social media in droves to denounce his comments, and offer assurances they were not all like that. Which was hugely heartening. What was interesting was, that there seemed to be a common factor uniting most of these commentators. In the style of Andrea ‘as a mother’ Leadsom – Jeb Bush tweeted this,
“As the grandfather of two precious girls, I find that no apology can excuse away Donald Trump’s reprehensible comments degrading women.”
Without your granddaughters Mr Bush, how would you feel about the situation? What about your wife, your mother?
And maybe not so surprisingly many, many others reiterated the same sentiment. Nothing wrong with that, nothing wrong at all. Caring for your kids and grandkids and nieces and nephews is a wonderful thing. But what does that say about the chaps without nippers? Are we to assume all those guys are cheering on Trump? Are they making notes to use furniture shopping as a sweetener for sexual assault in the future? Are they slapping each other on the back as they regale stories of the same ilk, over a game of pool darn tha pahb?
What is it exactly, with this qualification? According to the folks who toss it around at every nasty situation that only having children can help you comprehend, are we – the ones who do not bear fruit – all just heartless, soulless vessels of vice, incapable of empathy or sympathy or basic human decency?
I’m not a mother, but I sure as hell know it’s not ok to try and schmooze a chap with a trip down the IKEA, before grabbing him by his hog (I had to look that up in the Urban Dictionary). It doesn’t take offspring for you to know that this language and behaviour is reprehensible. It only takes a tiny modicum of decency and education. Doesn’t it? And if it that isn’t the case, then Houston, we have a problem.