Cuckoo! Cuckoo! Cuckoo!

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Trump and Lapierre, the faces of  ignorant bloodthirstiness.

Have a right-wing friend, let’s say acquaintance, at the gym I  attend. We get along fine, laughing and japing, until we get into politics.

I’ve made clear to Tommy, let’s call him, that I abhor the NRA and its bloody gun-promotion at any cost policies, but he counters that statistics prove having a gun at home protects people from intruders. (What did Mark Twain say about “lies, damned lies, and statistics”?)

I suggest that paranoia has intruded into his brain, that his fears are “projections,” much like bullets projected from a gun, which he attributes to others but which come from within. His own fears, that is, represent his fears of the unknown alien or other. (Yes, he makes many racist remarks about Latinos and blacks.)

The other day, we got into it in the locker room, both Tommy and I and a big dumb pal of his, about 6’4″, 300 lbs., a former Razorback basketball player who, at the age of 50, works as a clerk at a liquor store and for pleasure keeps a deer stand on which many guns are mounted. I suggested to Mr Razorback that I would give him a fine book of poetry which he could read in his stand, and he’d forget all about his guns. You will merge and commune with nature, I suggested, and your violent impulses will disappear.

But Tommy, entering the room, heard me inveigh against gun violence and the NRA, and shouted, “I’m an NRA member!”

Bad cess for you, Tommy.

Somehow, the argument escalated, and Tom spit out, When the food shelves run out at Walmart, you damned liberals will have nothing to eat.

Cuckoo! Cuckoo! Cuckoo! I intoned, for one and all to hear in the sweaty locker room.

You just wait! Tom roared. You’ll starve to death!

Cuckoo! Cuckoo!

Apparently, it’s the “elite” who foist such cultural products as clear, logical, intelligent writing on the masses. Therefor, of course, Tom and Razorbelly will not read such stuff, especially if it comes from political pundits of the center and left. How dare others have gifts and insights that we lack? they seem to suggest. Simply because these elitists have a gift, have studied many years, learned a discipline, including logic. The smug superior bastards!




2 thoughts on “Cuckoo! Cuckoo! Cuckoo!

  1. It’s a strange country you got down there, south of the border. In fact we have some of that strange breed up here, too. But they’re fewer in number, so they keep their biases largely to themselves. One of them is a very good friend of mine, even calls himself a Christian, and he’s getting worse with age. What is it, fear of death? That doesn’t make sense. So, what is it, fear of life, then. Fear, definitely. Am I naive? Somebody tell me if my life is in danger. Please.

    1. I think the latter, PJ, fear of life. There is something out there, in the wild woods, that’s coming at us. Probably “the elites,” those who’ve had more school than we have and mean to make us pay for it. The most I will keep under my bed is a Louisville Slugger, which, to date, I haven’t had to come off the bench to use. (Pardon the Yankee baseball lingo. In Canada, you may just have more space for the goons to get lost in.)

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