One of the joys of living in
south Texas’ tropical clime is the cohabitation we enjoy with large
cockroaches. Big, brown, scurrying, ugly
wood roaches. I have been in places when
after dark I could hear the stampeding of hundreds of little clicking feet. Turn on the light and they scatter, hell-bent
for some dark hole or shadow in which to hide.
It has always seemed an
appropriate metaphor to me to picture as cockroaches those folks who hate the
burning light of truth to shine on them.
When the light comes, they scurry and hide. They will hide behind anything rather than
face that light. They will seek to
create darkness even if it is the darkness of their own shadow. Anything but the light.
Sadly, our President is a
cockroach. He is fighting tooth and nail
to avoid the blinding light of truth from shining on him and it is both a sad
and scary sight.
In the darkness, he pays to
have adulterous sex with a porn star and then pays her to not reveal that
fact. When it comes to light he scurries
into darkness. Cockroach.
In the darkness he claims to
be a successful business person but when the light seeks his income tax and
financial records he scurries into the darkness. Cockroach.
In the darkness, he claims he
is a stable genius but when the light seeks his transcripts he scurries into
the darkness. Cockroach.
In the darkness, he meets
secretly with the leaders of hostile nations, and when transcripts of those
meetings are sought he says no and scurries into darkness. Cockroach.
In the darkness, he sends his
subordinates to cut a deal with WikiLeaks to provide harmful information on a
political competitor, but as the light shines on such dealings he scurries into
darkness. Cockroach.
In the darkness, he sends his
subordinates to negotiate with the Russians regarding influencing the outcome
of our elections, but when the light begins to shine on those negotiations he
attempts to block even the inquiry.
Cockroach.
The number of White House
press briefings has shrunk to a record low.
Better to announce the news as you see it in the darkness that Twitter
provides. At press briefings, those damn
cameras turn on the lights and one must answer questions, or scurry away. Cockroach.
As an investigation into his
obstruction of justice begins he tells his subordinates not to assist in the
investigation and scurries into the darkness.
Cockroach.
In the darkness he has spends
$3.4 million on each trip to play golf at his own country club, but when the
Government Accounting Office asked him for more details, he scurried into
darkness and denied the request. Of his
973 days in office as of April this year he has spent 299 days at his own properties,
231 of which playing golf. Cockroach.
Congress subpoenas executive
branch employees and documents and Trump claims Executive Privilege and tells
his appointees and employees to ignore the subpoenas. He scurries away from the light. Cockroach.
As the Mueller investigation
ends and the light shines on 10 specific instances of Trump efforts to obstruct
justice, in the darkness Trump announces “no obstruction” and scurries into the
darkness. Cockroach.
Standing in the darkness of
the shadow cast by his supporters Trump makes a host of wild claims at his
rallies, takes credit for everything good, accuses the Democrats of everything
bad, insults our allies, insults individuals, insults news organizations,
insults people recently deceased, mocks people with disabilities, admits lust
for his daughter, and complains about being the most picked on President of all
time while claiming to be the best President of all time. When fact checks reveal in the light that he
is lying, he scurries into the darkness to await another rally. Cockroach.
And now a whistleblower
claims Trump’s team interacted with Ukraine to get dirt on Joe Biden. This is a President using the power of his
office to undermine a political challenger for personal reasons with the leader
of another nation. Requests for
information from the executive branch have been met with denials and claims of executive
privilege. Once more the light of truth
heads his way and Trump scurries for the darkness. Cockroach.
There are those who like
cockroaches. In China, they farm
cockroaches for food. The Republican
Party has made great efforts to keep the light of truth from shining on the cockroaches
and to protect them from extermination.
So sad.
Cockroaches all. I hear them scurrying in the halls of our
democracy at night. America, please stop
providing the shadows for darkness and please turn on the damn lights.
