The ‘Shock and Oh’ for No. 45
By Harry M. Covert
Still awake at 2:40 in the morning unable to reach The Land of Nod, it was impossible yesterday to hit the remote control off buttons for both the television set and laptop online. The ongoing cacophony about the stunning change on the national landscape had me alert.
Around my neighborhood, a light rain was sprinkling. Raindrops in the dark were falling on the window sills. About this time the victorious alleged “demagogue” was coming on to be humbled and presidential and take over the reins of the United States government.
Let’s cut to the chase. Mr. Donald J. Trump, introduced by Vice President-Elect Mike Pence, didn’t mention it, but he will now have two lovely properties in the Nation’s Capital, one the newly completed Trump International Hotel, and the other 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue.
To the dismay of so many professional talkers on the tube, Mr. Trump won the presidential election. The pundits, bull shooters extraordinaire, pollsters and other amateurs were caught in their ignorance. I don’t want to say the posteriors were bare but they were.
This was the first time in years the “sandman” didn’t arrive and force my eyelids to close. It was electrifying to Iisten to the blabbers that the supposed “most qualified person to seek the presidency” had been overwhelmingly defeated by the “most unqualified candidate in the history of the nation.”
The dialoguing on the teevee was something else. I’m sure lots others were alert, too. It was a remarkable time. The New York hotel public room was jammed and packed. The election’s number two “winner,” Indiana Governor Pence, was in top form. His perfectly coiffed white hair gleamed. He could pass off as a bishop – or more likely a senior pastor.
After thanking everybody for the privilege and victory, he welcomed the president-elect, who was surrounded by his large, eloquent family and protectors. The “Make America Great Again” crowd was in top form. The only people in “shock and oh” were the media types. I don’t like to say it, but they have gone out of their way to make sure the journalism business undergoes an incredible change.
Lots of the commentators have proven uninformed and unknowing about the state and thoughts of the “regular” people around the 50 states. Along with the focus group crowd, that can be described in the “louche” class. This word is pronounced loosh, meaning shady, corrupt, dubious and disreputable.
The campaign over the last year or so has been the ugliest perhaps in history. But, the spectacular result is due to average voters. They’ve been described as unschooled, hateful, racist and other distasteful words. The reason is that part of the plan to demean hard-working, non-elitist types who don’t fit in whatever category the progressives don’t like.
This campaign, thankfully, is done. The unexpected 45th president has 70 days before his work begins. National media types – broadcast and print – must get back to the news business. I know the free press is the Fourth Estate.
The nation will have to wait for another time when the first woman becomes president. There’s nothing to stop that and shouldn’t. On another day in a few years a Madam President will be ensconced in the Oval Office. For the time being, other important elective offices are available, but the future of the nation will undergo broad changes.
Those in the public airways and printed pages need to re-think what they say. Not everybody who wants change is chauvinistic or bigoted; because citizens want peace in their neighborhoods and cities doesn’t mean they are ignorant, hateful or misogynists.
Firsts of this and that will continue for the country. At present there is another first where the next commander-in-chief knows how to talk to and reach the hearts and souls and, with apologies perhaps to Teddy Roosevelt, “walk softly and carry a big stick.” It’s going to be a fun ride. «««««
Salute Our Nation’s Real Heroes
By Harry M. Covert
Time has now arrived. Jokes and jokers, wisecracks and wiseacres along with the dis-and-misinformation poohbahs can be sent to the woodshed. I want to return to some important matters.
On Friday coming when, with all due respect, the vast majority of the population has been freed and no longer non-plussed by looking down the barrels of the money-grabbers – no, not the TV hucksters – the professional politicians, we can stand and salute those real heroes on Veterans Day.
Some celebrations and parades have already blessed communities. A few more are on tap around Maryland, Virginia and the District. Don’t forget the National Cemetery in Arlington.
Lots of flowers and flags will be garnishing the late vets’ resting places. This is the perfect time for remembering all who have given their lives and those still with us.
In case someone might not know, Veterans Day was first called Armistice Day. This came at the end of the Great War, World War I. In 1954 the 83rd Congress changed Armistice Day to Veterans Day making it a federal holiday. General of the Army-President Dwight Eisenhower signed the measure into law.
We all probably know this war, the Great One, wasn’t the last. Please note, 53,513 Doughboys (Americans for the young people) gave their lives.
In World War II, a total of 292,131 deaths were recorded by the Army, Army Air Corps, Navy, Coast Guard and Merchant Marine and other services. More than 16 million Americans served in Europe and the Pacific.
In the Korean War, 33,652 GIs were killed trying to avert World War III. Don’t kid yourself, it was not a police action and not funny.
Let’s visit Vietnam. The U.S. military recorded 58,315 killed in action. Thousands were wounded and injured for life.
Since 2001, 6,251 U.S. troops have been killed in action – 4,474 in the Iraq War; 1,695 American soldiers have died in the war in and around Afghanistan as of Oct 7, 2011. I’m sorry to note that these figures do not include those men and women wounded and disabled for life.
The price Americans have paid for freedom around the world can’t be counted but must be considered especially on Veterans Day as flags wave, picnic lunches and dinners are enjoyed and war stories shared of the heroic men and women.
We should never forget events from these wars: trench warfare, gassing of troops, Pearl Harbor (the Day of Infamy), the Bataan Death March, Iwo Jimo, saving Britain and Europe, the devastation of concentration camps and the rescue of millions.
Stories abound from Vietnam about the heroes, we know lots of their names, and the Chosin Reservoir soldiers in Korea.
I know there are thousands of wonderful stories from the heroes.
Further, every American, not just those who served and are serving, should be wearing red poppies. The remembrance poppy is an artificial flower used worldwide since 1921 to commemorate military personnel who have died in war, and represents a common or field poppy.
A brief history shows President Woodrow Wilson commemorated the day for first time on November 11, 1919. He proclaimed the day should be “filled with solemn pride in the heroism of those who died in the country’s service and with gratitude for the victory.”
The armistice ending WWI was signed at the 11th hour of the 11th day of the 11th month of 1918.
Ask yourself, who rescues the world? Thankfully, the men and women of the United States.«««««
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