(C) Daily Kos This story was originally published by Daily Kos and is unaltered. . . . . . . . . . . Trump’s Shameful Treatment of Black People Has Created His Bad Karma With Black Prosecutors [1] ['This Content Is Not Subject To Review Daily Kos Staff Prior To Publication.', 'Backgroundurl Avatar_Large', 'Nickname', 'Joined', 'Created_At', 'Story Count', 'N_Stories', 'Comment Count', 'N_Comments', 'Popular Tags'] Date: 2023-03-25 His time is coming I have spent significant portions of the Trump era being angry, spitting, stewing, hissing like a cat, and vigorously cursing the man’s name to anyone who would listen. My blood pressure, diastolic and systolic, has increased between 2011 and now, a biological fact that I attribute to Trump’s incessant and malevolent presence. I had not considered becoming a published author until Trump rode down the golden escalator and announced his candidacy for president on June 16, 2015. During the press conference, he openly and explicitly espoused his hatred and disdain for Mexicans, referring to them as inveterate criminals, degenerates, and rapists. “Mexico is not sending their best,” said the cocksure Trump. Indeed, our southern neighbor was sending people with “lots of problems”. As a reputed degenerate and projectionist, Trump was simply imparting his character flaws on a group of people, victimizing them. This press conference took place four years after he began promulgating specious and dangerous rumors about Barack Obama, the first black president, and Trump’s immediate predecessor. Immediately after Trump ended his shocking racist tirade, I regarded him as dangerous, an existential threat to people who shared my outward characteristics, as I am the black son of African immigrants. If Trump were to take over the reins of power, he’d steer the country in the wrong direction, creating a hellish existence for the majority of Americans. Trump had to be thoroughly and soundly defeated, and defenestrated from the realm of politics and public policy forever. I wanted to do my part to bring about Trump’s demise. So, I created an account with Dailykos.com in August 2015, with the intent of publishing one article a day renouncing Trump or propping up Hillary Clinton, my second choice for president at the time — I was a fan of Bernie Sanders. Unfortunately, I was not able to produce content on Dailykos at the desired rate, but I did create an impact with my writing, as a few of my articles were viewed by more than a thousand readers. Hundreds of other like-minded amateur writers enlivened my stories with their comments and contributions. I became more prolific and intense as the election approached, publishing between ten and fifteen articles a month in November 2016. I was cautiously optimistic on election night. The United States was not about to elect Donald Trump, a repeatedly and abjectly failed businessman, reputed adulterer, rapist, racist, fraud, and buffoon. Nevertheless, as the night progressed and the official returns flooded the airwaves, my heart sank further and further down. Trump was performing better than most had anticipated, racking up unexpected wins in closely contested battleground states. I studied the anchors broadcasting live on MSNBC, ardent progressives and devout critics of Trump. Their faces fell as it became official: Trump had been elected president. Trump’s election precipitated his triumphant appearance before a television audience comprised of many millions, and I lost my composure. Though I was powerless to stop a historical disaster from quickly unfolding, the urge to throw something in the direction of Trump was overwhelming. My size thirteen tennis shoes were situated at the foot of my bed. I reached down, grabbed a shoe, and flung it at the television screen with all of my might. The shoe ricocheted off the face of the television screen and fell meekly onto the floor. That was a pretty useless action, I thought. President Trump, flanked on his right side by his vice president, could not have possibly known about my extreme upset. I sighed heavily, fell back onto my bed, and began to brace myself for the ugliness that was to come. President Trump and his minions did not waste any time injecting hate and ignorance into circulation, for mere days after Trump was certified, his administration introduced an illegal and bigoted Muslim ban. After executing the ban, he engineered a tax giveaway to the richest Americans, threw his weight behind the attempted repeal of the Affordable Care Act, sought to rig the United States census to dilute the power of immigrants, tried to strong-arm the president of Ukraine — Zelensky — in exchange for weapons, attempted to conceal evidence of an illicit affair with a porn star, and participated in a scheme to overthrow the United States government. As an inherently and distinctly awful human being, President Trump could not allow a day to pass without performing or sanctioning some despicable sort of action. And he has always been awful, a stubborn stain on civil society. Netflix released the highly acclaimed When They See Us during the penultimate (2019) year of Trump’s malignant reign as President. Chronicling the unfortunate lives of the Central Park 5, a group of black and Latino teenagers erroneously accused of raping a white woman at a New York City park, When They See Us focuses a critical lens on the American justice system, often an uncompromising manmade force, utilized by the privileged to devastate the lives of traditionally marginalized groups. With the airing of each subsequent episode of When They See Us, my anger grew, multiplying by factors until it became almost dangerous. As the second episode of When They See Us played, I struggled to suppress the urge to scream at the top of my lungs. Because I knew, the story would end with vindication for every member of the Central Park 5. The second episode took place shortly after the boys were processed. At the height of the hysteria encircling the boys, Donald Trump, a real estate mogul at the time, purposely stoked emotions by penning a full-page newspaper advertisement calling for the execution of the group. He employed similar tactics after he lost the presidential election in 2020, stirring up emotions and endangering the lives of election workers across the country. This was specifically true in the state of Georgia, where Shaye Moss, a clerical worker, and her mother endured racial harassment and death threats after Trump suggested that the two women engaged in a surreptitious activity, causing him to lose the vote in Georgia. Shaye Moss was allowed to testify before the January 6 Committee, the congressional body charged with investigating Donald Trump’s role in the January 6th insurrection. Visibly shaken, Ms. Moss offered a truthful account of her harrowing experience. As she spoke, I thought of my sisters, two black women near Moss’s age. After Shaye ended her testimony, I called one of my siblings, who expressed her vitriol for the president over the phone. “Donald Trump is a fucking demon,” exclaimed my sister. “Lucifer in the flesh as some people would say.” “He likes to pick on certain people too,” I said. “African countries are shitty countries, white supremacists are good people, innocent black boys deserve to die for a crime they did not commit, and he destroyed the lives of two black women who did their jobs. I definitely see a pattern forming here.” “I assume you are being facetious about the pattern comment. You knew the man was a racist before now.” I sighed and said, “Yeah. I was attempting some humor. I think he might be one of the worst men in the history of this country. There is empirical evidence to support my theory, too. The man has no conscience, no guiding moral star. If he were not rich or the president, he’d be a serial killer or something else horrible. I am convinced of this.” “Do you think this dude will ever see justice? Right now, I’m pretty skeptical of our court system.” “Eventually,” I said. “There just has to be a way to get this guy.” “I don’t know, Eze,” said my sister. “I guess I don’t know either. But I want to feel some hope.” Recently, I have started to believe in our country again, a feeling brought about by the actions of three intrepid black attorneys at law, living personifications of the dreams Donald Trump tried to take away. Letitia James, New York State’s first black female Attorney General, is on the way to shuttering the Trump organization through the courts. Alvin Bragg, a black progressive Manhattan District Attorney, is close to indicting Trump for campaign finance infractions. And Fanny Willis, the black female Fulton County District Attorney, will probably indict Trump for actively subverting the will of the people in Georgia. It is somewhat poetic. Representatives from one of the ethnic groups Trump is most apt to vilify may be responsible for bringing about his ultimate comeuppance. Once again, America will be indebted to black Americans and their descendants, groups of people routinely tasked with restoring America’s soul. [END] --- [1] Url: https://www.dailykos.com/stories/2023/3/25/2160219/-Trump-s-Shameful-Treatment-of-Black-People-Has-Created-His-Bad-Karma-With-Black-Prosecutors Published and (C) by Daily Kos Content appears here under this condition or license: Site content may be used for any purpose without permission unless otherwise specified. via Magical.Fish Gopher News Feeds: gopher://magical.fish/1/feeds/news/dailykos/