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King Trump has decreed that all pardons issued by Joe Biden are “void” due to the alleged use of an autopen for signatures. He’s warned House Select Committee members who received pardons from Biden to prepare for investigations - despite the glaring inconvenience of there being no actual charges. And, of course, Trump’s personal Justice Department may pursue prosecution of individuals granted clemency by Biden, including Dr. Fauci and General Milley.

Unbelievable, isn’t it?

The Emperor is also defying judges’ orders to deport hundreds of alleged Venezuelan gangsters. And let’s be clear - this is just the opening act in his “Ignore the Judiciary” tour. Trump is now officially anointing himself above all laws. He is untouchable.

Untouchable!

Yet, under these unconscionable circumstances, we - the people - remain relatively mute, watching as what was always a half-assed democracy is deliberately dismantled.

But alas, reason and relativity exited this polarized nation on January 20th. And now, under the reign of Trump, it’s so damn quiet, if you listen closely, you can hear democracy gasping for air under Uncle Thomas’s Supreme Court gavel.

This grim reality leaves me wondering: When the so-called noble opposition - the Democratic Party, the Liberal/Progressive leadership, the Obamas, Clintons, Bidens, Harrises, Stacey Abrams, Dr. Cornel West, Rachel Maddow, Joy Reid, Van Jones, Michael Steele, and the dozens of other voices from MSNBC, CNN, NBC, CBS, ABC (otherwise known as the Communist News Network Consortium) - when these “Resistance” figureheads are fired, arrested, silenced, and they will be, what will the cowardly, faint-hearted, candy-assed Left do?

Will it be so eerily still, from coast to coast, Alaska to Nebraska, Fargo to Key Largo, that you can hear the rust flaking off America’s moral compass?

We must all ask ourselves: When they come for those public figures, those leaders, what will we do? And if nothing else, think selfishly, my friend: After they erase our leadership, they will unquestionably come for you and me, our families, our friends. At some point, the Left must wake up. It seems so many of us are preoccupied with literally anything else, unable to see the big-ass picture.

Many of us are also “conflict-averse,” scared of our own shadows.

So, let me hand the mic to Frederick Douglass, who last week in Miami (and, you know, in actual history) said this: If there is no struggle, there is no progress. Those who profess to favor freedom and yet deprecate agitation are men who want crops without plowing the ground. They want rain without thunder and lightning. They want the ocean without the roar of its mighty waters.

Meanwhile, Trump and his cultish Klan are keeping Playskool simple, using History 101 for Dictators as their guidebook. Our mission, should we choose to accept it, requires the heart and guts our ancestors displayed - the same ones that got us here, against all odds. Most of us were born into Harm’s Way, so hell, all we have to do is oppose and resist. Enough with the submissive, passive-aggressive BS. It’s time to start brawling - like two preachers fighting over the last megachurch in town. Swinging like a political prisoner at their final appeal before the system grinds them into dust. Fighting like the last free journalist in a country where the truth gets you killed.

OK, last one: Hey Flower Children, and you Obama intellectuals, If you grow a set, and you’re gonna fight, fight like you’re the third monkey on the ramp to Noah’s Ark because baby, I hear thunder and lightning on the horizon, and it’s starting to pour.

You get the graphic, dramatic picture, don’t you? Fighting - like our ancestors have been doing for centuries. It ain’t complicated. So why are so many of us comfortable sitting on our hands?

Take politicians, entertainers, and athletes - so very comfortable these days, living like White folks. Understand, that kind of lifestyle ain’t normal in U.S. history. Black and Brown folks have never really lived like White folks. This is new. The last 40–50 years have been unlike the 375 years before. And that, my friends, was by design.

This newfound humanity and prosperity Americans of color enjoy flies in the face of what everyday white guys would prefer, and white men are the diabolical force behind MAGA. Many would prefer a return to the “Golden Age:” Black folks step-off the sidewalk when they approach. Never look them in the eye, when you converse with white folks, boy, you keep your eyes down. And, white folks call you by your first name, and you refer to them as “Mr. or Ms.” Unbelievable…. Tell me who would desire this type arrangement? What would a therapist/psychiatrist say fuels this, this sickness?

But sure, let’s keep it light, shall we? Let’s focus on the real issues: “Did you see the baseball game? The Real Housewives of Anywhere? Survivor?”

Some would argue you’re about to become a real survivor - if you’re lucky. American Refugees - yeah, that’s got a mighty, mighty different ring to it, doesn’t it? Get used to it.

Somebody, somebody I say, go put on the O’Jays classic Give the People What They Want and play it loud. Over and over. Until you feel it.

Imprisoning political foes - just like Putin, Trump’s Gepetto - is the MAGA daydream. I know, I know, don’t speak it into existence, don’t put it in the air. But this isn’t some middle school production of Scarface or Training Day. This is real. And imprisoning his enemies is Trump’s 3:33 AM, dream.

And after they execute the first 100-day agenda of Project 2025, they’ll move on to executing his To-Do list. And the question is - what will timid Americans do when he starts imprisoning his opposition?

Sure, thank the stars we can count on terse, curt, gruff letters to our local dying newspapers. Or, maybe - just maybe - it will be so ghostly silent that even history is holding its breath, waiting, praying to be rewritten.





BlackCommentator.com Columnist, Desi

Cortez, who also writes for

BlackAthlete.com & NegusWhoRead.com,

was hatched in the heart of Dixie, circa

1961, at the dawning of the age of

Aquarius, the by-product of four dynamic

individuals, Raised in South-Central LA,

the 213. At age 14 transplanted to the

base of the Rockies, Denver. Still a Mile-

Hi. Sat at the foot of scholars for many,

many moons, emerging with a desire and

direction… if not a sheep-skin.

Meandered thru life; gone a-lot places,

done a-lot of things, raised a man-cub

into an officer n' gentleman, a "man's

man." Produced a beautiful baby-girl

with my lover/woman/soul-mate… aired

my "little" mind on the airwaves and

wrote some stuff along the way.

Wordsmith behind America's Ten Months

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Again." A New, More Inclusive, Diverse

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Get The Hell Out!. Contact Mr. Cortez

and BC.