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WHEN WE LOST OUR GREATNESS

There are two things I want to write about today that, at first glance, seem incongruous.

One is the 13th anniversary of the murder of 26 children and educators at Sandy Hook Elementary School in Newtown, Connecticut. Eleven days before Christmas, a person who had just slain his mother went to the school and fired an automatic weapon at 6- and 7-year-olds and the adults responsible for them.

The other is the wanton sinking of Venezuelan fishing boats in the Caribbean Sea by the United States military. So far, as of Wednesday afternoon, the death toll is 87 people, with some still missing. 

Trump and his lush Defense Secretary, Pete Hegseth, claim the boats are carrying fentanyl to the United States – which is damn near impossible given the fact that these boats would have to refuel multiple times to make it the closest U.S. port. And the seizing of a tanker Wednesday could escalate the crisis further.

So here’s what they have in common:

Dehumanization.

Self-indulgence.

Bloodlust.

Cowardice.

And the dismantling of the idea that this nation is a great beacon of freedom, opportunity and fairness.

Dehumanization: I’m sorry that even the start of the piece contributes to that.

When we think of Sandy Hook and the Caribbean, we see numbers. Numbers that can be seen as either a lot of people or just a microfragment of the world’s population.

That’s not what they are.

They’re lives. They’re a woman who dedicated her life to educating children. They’re a fisherman looking to catch some tuna to feed his family. They’re a little girl who loves science and might have been on track to cure a form of cancer.

They’ve been reduced to victims. They will not get old or prosperous or fall in love. They will stay who they were.

And they leave families to grieve. To ask why. To feel guilt for something they didn’t control. To feel the loss forever – anyone who thinks a grieving mother, father, child or spouse ever actually “gets over it” is a moron.

So why are these good people – young or grown – gone?

Self-indulgence.

This idea that an individual should be able to have whatever weapon he (and it’s mostly he) wants so he can hear the bang bang, smell the sulfur and feel the groovy recoil. That it’s a right established in the Constitution that they walk around with these mass murder machines at any time and use them when they perceive a threat.

And, as much as it sickens me to repeat this, the flip comments of the NRA goon after Sandy Hook was that the only way to stop a bad guy with a gun is a good guy with a gun. 

As if the people who do the shooting don’t perceive themselves as good guys. As if a good guy with a gun has actually stopped any mass murders in the 13 years since.

In Venezuela, the self-indulgence is the idea that American taxpayers have given their dollars for weaponry that’s just sitting there. If you’ve ascended to the power to use it, why not? It’s not your money. But they’re your toys. 

And if you want to show toughness, show what a real man you are, wiping out fishing boats without due process or warning isn’t any different that killing monsters in a video game.

Bloodlust. Proving your manhood by killing people. 

There are people who think that, if you showed the mangled bodies of children massacred in an elementary school, it would stop such shootings. 

BS. All it would do is give the gunmen aspirations. Could the next one do a better job of wreaking revenge for who knows what.

If you don’t indulge your bloodlust directly, you tell people you control to kill people. How members of the U.S. military, with a history of integrity and ethics, can honorably live the rest of their lives after what’s happened in the Caribbean is an exercise in either self-delusion or murder.

Or cowardice. When Hegseth faces judgment for what he’s done, he’ll say he didn’t pull the trigger. That he was acting in America’s best interest. That he was following the instructions of his commander-in-chief.

He will be the one arguing – in a federal courthouse or before an international tribunal – that the soldiers pressing the missile launcher had free will. This after he tried to court-martial Mark Kelly for saying soldiers are obligated to follow illegal orders.

The gunman at Sandy Hook took the easy way out. He killed himself when he heard the police coming. He faced no judgment from any human. If you believe in God, maybe he faces some consequences in the afterlife – if you don’t, he got away with it. 

He won’t be reading this screed or any other condemnation. The book is closed on his miserable existence. 

That brings me to my last point. American greatness.

You and I were raised to believe this is the greatest nation on earth. It wasn’t that far-fetched. We cured diseases, put men on the moon, created jazz, baseball and Oreo cookies. We went without a king or queen for 248 years, helped rescue the world from fascism, made English as universal a language as there is on this planet.

Yes, we enslaved Black people for hundreds of years. Yes, we stole land from people who were here first. And yes, we treated women like property. But we aspired to be better and, over time, we’ve been getting there. There was a long way to go, but it felt doable. In order to form a “more perfect union.” That “more” is essential.

But we’ve decided that this is too much. Too many decided that being great is about throwing your weight around, looking like a tough guy, scaring instead of loving. Me first instead of all of us together.

There is nothing incongruous about Sandy Hook and the effort to drag us into a war against Venezuela. It’s the same weakness, meanness, pettiness, self-interest that has plagued our country for way too much of our lives.

Our elected representatives did nothing – absolutely nothing – to try to prevent future Sandy Hooks. Our current representatives are doing nothing – absolutely nothing – to stop the loss of innocent Venezuelans and American soldiers.

How can a nation this small of heart, this self-consumed, this disregarding of humanity claim greatness? That’s what you and I need to overcome to get us back to what we think we should be.

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IN SERVICE

If I had wanted to make a ton of money is this life, I would have a different career than journalism.

But journalism was, to my mind, the best way to make change in the world and serve people. An informed public is who we’re supposed to trust to make decisions in a democracy – my goal was to do that in a fair way to enable the best outcome.

I write this because today seems like a banner day for the “greed is good” mantra that Michael Douglas’ character preached in “Wall Street.”

Because there are people who don’t do what they do strictly to enrich themselves. They do it to serve their community. To advance humanity. Out of love for their country.

I’m talking, in particular, who sign up to work for the federal government or who choose to join our armed forces.

Yes, these people are trying to make a living. But if they wanted wealth, they picked the wrong “Let’s Make a Deal” curtain. And, until 2025, they probably were OK with that.

So let’s start with the thousands of federal employees who knew they were spending their final day on the job Tuesday.

They voluntarily resigned or retired in order to salvage some compensation after the Elon Musk barbarians ransacked the government in the first weeks of Trump’s second term.

Government work always seems to be diminished by popular culture – and especially by politicians, mostly (but not always) on the right.

They’re pointy-headed bureaucrats. Pencil pushers. Bean counters. Meddling. Power mad. Self-important. Job seekers. The scariest words in the English language are “I’m from the government and I’m here to help.”

Did I miss anything?

In the face of that, in the face of hearing how the work is unnecessary and a nuisance to society, these people choose to do it anyway. Fine tune weather forecasts. Inspect alfalfa sprouts. Monitor car emissions. Negotiate aid for countries trying to develop an economy. Clean out the portapotties at Yellowstone.

Prosecute insurrectionists.

They do it because they love America, even if way too much of America doesn’t love them. They do it because the Constitution that they’ve sworn an oath to uphold is what actually makes America great – not high-powered weapons or inflated stock prices or some egomaniac with orange makeup.

The government’s carrot to getting the best workers possible, people who need to pass a test to get their job, was job security and structured pay tiers. None of this Six Sigma crap that requires layoffs every so often to cull perceived inadequacy, People did difficult work without commissars whipping them into some task.

With experience comes expertise. The kind of people who stay calm in a crisis. The kind of people who lead younger workers by example.

The cranks who want a government so small they can drown it in a bathtub have the money to pay for what they need, or lawyers who can get them what they need. Greed is good for them. The less government infringes on greed, the better.

They – and people they’ve misled through their control of exploitive media – are thrilled to see this exodus of competence. The more government doesn’t work, the more they can say government doesn’t work. It feeds itself. The greedy get more. The targets get hurt. The people they mislead get angrier.

Then there are the people who still had a job until the stroke of midnight Tuesday (Reminder: Midnight is the last moment of the prior day. 12:00:01 is the next day).

That’s when the government shut down because the Republican president and Congress couldn’t pass a budget.

If you think the Democrats are shutting down the government, you’re an idiot. There’s a simple formula for this – let’s see if even MAGA types can figure it out.

The Republicans need Democratic votes to pass a budget because they don’t have enough votes in the Senate to do so. In a democracy, if you don’t have the votes, you negotiate. Republicans believe negotiating means you accede to our demands and then we demand more.

That might not work this time.

Whatever the situation, the people paying the price aren’t the independently wealthy members of Congress. No, no, no.

It’s the people still in the employ of the federal government. And they either get furloughed – sent home without pay – or have to work even though they don’t get paid, which last I looked is something akin to slavery.

Either way, people who want to help their fellow Americans are helpless in a Republican shutdown. The people who campaign complaining about government doesn’t want make sure they’re right.

Finally, we have the spectacle of Tuesday’s gathering of generals and commanders in Virginia at the behest of Hegseth and Trump, two walking and talking arguments for birth control.

Hegseth, the noted ubriacone, talked about violating rules of engagement and creating a warrior class that looks like his manifestation of those little green soldiers in “Toy Story.” Trump basically told them that they’re going to be fighting a war in such battlegrounds as Times Square, the Loop, Fisherman’s Wharf and Beverly Hills – against people who might very well be their parents, their siblings, their best friends from high school.

Stereotypes depict military leaders as excited by the prospect of battle. The truth is much different.

Talk to your friends or acquaintances who have chosen to serve their country instead of scramble for a buck. Who have led men and women into battle and seen them die on a battlefield. Who have made hard decisions and pledged an oath to defend the Constitution against enemies foreign and domestic.

Those generals didn’t tough it out in a military career to satisfy their urge to yell, or to wear uncomfortable outfits weighed down with medals and ribbons – what they call “fruit salad.”

The only light of that farce in Virginia was in the silence. The complete non-response of the military leaders to what Hegseth and Trump thought was going to be their red meat. The pained and angered expressions of people who take their oath seriously and understand that American people are never our enemies.

Because they, like the government workers, pledged themselves to serve and protect us. There’s something incredibly noble about people who believe in this country’s governmental institutions and traditions, and who think that making them work is their duty.

People like Trump and Hegseth don’t get that. People who believe this country’s CEOs and financiers are the real heroes of society don’t get that. They think greed drives this country.

There are times when it has. This may be one of them. But that is not the hallmark of a great nation. It’s the hallmark of tinpot dictators and weak cowards.

Thank goodness for those generals. Thank goodness for the people who work in what some people deride as the bureaucracy. Thank goodness for the diplomats and inspectors and park rangers and, in a personal tribute, the lawyers who forsook riches because they have scruples.

We need to make this country safe for real patriots again. Until then, best wishes – and stay strong.

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