Turn The Tweet Around: An Uncommon E·piph·a·ny:

It’s early Saturday, June 2, 2018, as the first day of the new Summer month becomes another yesterday, the world wide web is awake with activity as one would expect.

You will find people sharing news, memes and politically motivated posts from The Resistance encouraging all resistors to not back down from the Trump regime at all hours of the night.

You will observe others replying to posts, sounding off on tweets in hopes of triggering a snowflake while others are just checking to see if they have any more likes than they did 30 minutes ago when they last checked.

The deplorable are there too. You will find these people sharing memes as their news source, distributing propaganda, praising #45 and posting a random photo of the American Flag or Bald Eagle to reaffirm to the world and themselves that they are the genuine patriots.

how-americans-are-protesting-trump-33dc5d66-c2b8-4c4e-be1e-8c2c5974a352I am awake and on Twitter catching up on current affairs.

On this particular morning, a man I do not know delivered a unusual post.

The gentleman’s Twitter profile reads: American from Queens NY, US Army vet, Writer, a new liberal and no longer a Trump supporter. Love America which liberals do and support American people.

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This man retweeted a post he originally shared on August 11, 2017, in reply to clip promoting Latin comedian George Lopez’s HBO Special titled “The Wall.”

In that clip, Lopez takes a mallet and starts to busts through pieces of a wall. Although no reference is made to Trump’s Mexican border wall, we must remember that at the time that this clip was shared initially, we were only a few months into Trump’s dictatorship, and of course, Mr. Lopez’s stand-up comedy is known for examining race and ethnic relations, including Mexican American culture.

The original reply to George Lopez from this gentleman read:” Why don’t you just go to Mexico if you hate America so much. “(Without the question mark).

Useless tweets like that are quite common.

If I had been aware of this post on August 11, 2017, there is no doubt I would have told this man, “ STFU! Nobody here cares, Hoss, go back to Dogpatch and ask cousin dad if it’s your turn to have the teeth this weekend.”

On June 2, 2018, the gent additionally shared this supplement: “This was an example of the kind of person I was that was while in the MAGA group. The pretty bad statement and I owe @georgelopez an apology for that. I think I will bring up old tweets of mine that gets attention and hope others will reevaluate themselves, to bring down the hate.”

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His story made me realize that I need to look at how others regard my online persona.

I reflected for a moment.

I just sat at my desk staring at the screen and rereading his words. I began to read the comments that several people had now left. I flinched every time I clicked on a new comment because I was sure that a senior deplorable or high-ranking Trumplicker had already been deployed with a directive from Mein Trump, and they were going to be mean.

I suddenly felt protective of him. I read the comments, and many echoed praise, thanks, and respect.

Others were from the MAGA community calling him a lying brainwashed traitor and worse.

I instantly filled with pride for a stranger. In moments he had my respect. I had to add my voice to the general acclaim.

As I tried to think of something intelligent to comment with, I began to wonder what happened to him?

What did he see, hear or experience that made him abandon the Deplorable Dupes of Hazzard? Was it one thing or incident? Why do this publicly?

I wouldn’t. If I err, it’s human, but it’s nobody’s business.

Besides, I had been on the good guys’ team since before the election, so I was cool. Good for him. He learned.

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I started to type my reply, and all I could think about was the many times I made a misogynist comment to a Deplorette. The times that Class was out for recess and when I used vile words like C U Next Tuesday.

This wasn’t the first time I had acknowledged my poor manners; I previously had freely admitted I was not above the name calling.

Is that the nasty that I want to live on after I’m gone?

My young nephews have probably read my unforgivable tweets. My brother knows me very well, so maybe he had already run interference and hid those tweets. He is much too busy to worry about that. This is my worry.

I finally posted a comment: What a noble task to go through publicly. I like to hide my mistakes, but I can see how going about it this way benefits others as well. I have had deplorable moments that I regret, and I am encouraged to reexamine, thanks to you.

Will I be successful in presenting a better me? Will I tone it down a bit?

I guess we will have to wait and see.

My life is filled with good intentions. It’s the delivery I grapple with. —

Maybe I need to turn my tweet around.

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