It’s barely Saturday June 2, 2018 as the first day of the new Summer month becomes another yesterday to ponder , the world is wide awake and many are on Twitter catching up on current affairs.
No matter the hour, 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 and to fight against new policies or laws that could disenfranchise some citizens of this country.
Others are replying to posts, chiming in on tweets in hopes of triggering a true 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 deplorables are there too. You will find them 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 to themselves that they are the true patriots.
On this day, a man I do not know delivered a surprising post.
“This was an example of the kind of person I was that was while in the MAGA group. 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 hate.”
That tweet had been accompanied by 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 which 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 originally shared, we were only a few months into Trumps dictatorship and of course Mr. Lopez’s stand-up comedy is known for examining race and ethnic relations, including Mexican American culture.
The reply to George Lopez read: Why don’t you just go to Mexico if you hate America so much. (Without the question mark).
Tweets such as this are quite common.
If I had been aware of this post on August 11, 2017 , the day the reply was sent to Mr. Lopez , there is no doubt I would have told this man to STFU and nobody here cares, Hoss, now go back to Dogpatch to confirm that it’s your turn to have the teeth this weekend.
I do not know how his profile read prior to his change of heart. I imagine it had the words Patriot, God, 2A, Freedom and MAGA for sure.
His profile now says: 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.
His story made me realize that I need to look at how my online persona is perceived by others.
I just sat at my desk staring at the computer monitor and re reading his words. I began to read the comments that several people had already left. I cringed every time I clicked on a new comment because I was sure that a senior deplorable or high-ranking Trump licker 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 they had each echoed praise, thanks and respect. Whew!
I was instantly filled with pride for a stranger. In moments he had my respect. I had to add my voice to the general acclaim.
I would like to be more specific about the gentleman, but I did not ask his permission to do so. Yes, the tweet is public information because he tweeted it, but I would feel like I would somehow be hindering what he hopes to achieve. I do not know quite how that would happen since I don’t have that many readers yet, but I do not want to impose at this time.
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 why even think about it?
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 had been out at recess when I used vile words like C U Next Tuesday. I paused for a moment, maybe it was a lifetime.
This wasn’t the first time I had been conscience of my bad manners, I freely admitted I was not above the name calling, but here I was, once more reflecting on past comments and replies.
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, maybe he had already run interference and hid my tweets. He is much too busy to worry about that and thankfully not that paranoid. This is my worry.
I finally posted my 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 them, thanks to you.
Will I be successful in presenting a better me? Will I just tone it down a bit? Is it possible that I could get nastier?
I guess we will have to wait and see.
My life is filled with good intentions. It’s the delivery I struggle with.
There’s still time to turn this around.