For years I was just the Reagan Conservative in my family and among some of my friends. I had no problem with that tag. I felt mainstream then and I still do. But in recent years, my political characterizations have changed a lot.
During the Clinton Years my profile was marginalized a bit more when I suggested Bubba disrespected the office by having sex in the West Wing with an underage intern, and then lying about it while under oath. Clinton fans said my moral views were Victorian, and that Republicans were hypocritical because they cheated too, despite their religious beliefs.
Fair enough, but I don't.
I had no hatred for Bubba, I just thought he was reckless and too quick to blame everyone else for his shortcomings. The fact that dozens of Clinton's friends, co-workers and potential criminal witnesses committed convoluted suicides bothered me.
When Bush Senior sent troops to protect the sovereignty of Kuwait, I was called an Imperialist because to the Democrats 'Operation Desert Storm' was just another way to annex Arab oil fields to help Big Oil dominate the worldwide energy industry. The Kuwaitis got their freedom and we got cheap gasoline. That's a win-win if you ask me.
Later Bush Junior went into Iraq and "People died because Bush lied" about the presence of weapons of mass destruction. Since I supported that war, I was considered a tool of the Military Industrial Complex, and delusional because no WMDs were ever found. Apparently, using overwhelming force in a Muslim country to liberation it from a psychopathic megalomaniac dictator made Republicans hegemonic bigots.
When the Middle East went off the rails and ISIS appeared to be in control, my support for Neo-Cons wavered. GWB never lived up to his post 911 bravado, and then the 2007 Wall Street Meltdown crashed the economy and he just quietly went off to his Texas ranch to take up oil painting.
I was not surprised to see Obama become President. It felt like a natural stepping stone towards finding resolution to our historically divisive racial dysfunction. He promised to give Black Americans hope, to reach out and bring all Americans together. I didn't like his economic and lead-from-behind foreign policies or his disrespect for American Exceptionalism, but I did like the idea that America was willing to give a black man a chance to repair our increasingly dysfunctional family.
But that never happened.
Instead I suddenly had another title on my resume: Privileged White Supremacist. That one was like a left hook I never saw coming. I don't live a privileged life. I have never been to any foreign country except Mexico. My wife and I have often worked two jobs each just to make ends meet. We both drive 14 year-old cars. If I am exercising supremacy over others, I have definitely wasted my opportunities.
Now I am told that I am a Terrorist too. Presumably because I supported Donald Trump's policies and programs to protect our borders and renegotiate our treaties to better serve American purposes and that obviously makes me a Nationalist Nazi.
Since I resist participating in a radically new medical experiment that admittedly reprograms my God given immune system and for which there are no long term studies to understand exactly what that means, I am now considered a dangerous Anti-Science Terrorist.
The most unbelievable, double talking expert in America, Anthony Fauci, says resisting the Covid Jab means that without the vaccine I am more likely to get a disease that has a 99.7% chance of survival. Therefore, it only makes sense that I should ignore a growing body of evidence that the genetically modifying injection could be more dangerous than the virus itself, because I wouldn't want to be responsible for spreading something to all of the other people who protected themselves by submitting to the experiment.
Got that? Me neither…
Do you know how complicated it is being a Delusional Sexually Repressed Imperialist Islamophobic Nazi Anti-Science Warmonger and Privileged White Supremacist Terrorist? If malicious political terms of derision were worn like military award epaulets, I would be looking like a Highly Decorated 4-Star General.