At first, I must admit, I didn’t get it. It felt like the memes were picking on Bernie for wearing a normal jacket and some comfortable mittens. It’s one thing to present an ostentatious fashion parade at the highest levels of power, especially during a pandemic while so many people are struggling to pay rent, but start picking on the one guy who isn’t flaunting it, and and I’m dangerously close to breaking out my soapbox.
Then my son sent me one with Bernie on the cover of Pink Floyd’s Ummagumma. I chuckled. Taking a pause from my white guilt, inequity tape loops, fashion hostility, or whatever bugs I keep up my butt, there was something a little funny about it. Then I read an article in the Post about the photographer and the pic that started the whole thing. Then I heard the NPR piece with the woman who made the mittens for Bernie. …
Wow, that was a very uncomfortably close call. I never realized how near destruction our republic was. It was well beyond my imaginings, even though I’m a world-class worst-case imaginer. I hope we right the stones to resurrect a stronger, more fair, more stable country.
First off, it’s important to say that I am deeply disgusted by Trump, and all of his enablers and supporters. However, I have long maintained that Trump is not really the problem. The country can easily handle a few insane, clinically narcissistic, megalomaniacal sociopaths.