Tuesday, November 10, 2020
Our Thanksgiving cacti are blooming more fully now. I love the flowers. They remind me of flying Chinese dragons.
Dave and I watched a documentary last night called "Bully. Coward. Victim. The Story of Roy Cohn." The title pretty much says it all. Anyone who's familiar with the amoral lawyer Cohn and his killer instincts won't be surprised to know that he was attorney and mentor to Donald Trump -- and indeed, sometimes when Cohn speaks, with his win-at-all-costs mentality, it's like listening to Trump himself.
My jubilation at the election results has settled into a kind of sick-to-my-stomach dread about Trump's delays and legal challenges, and the support he's receiving from other Republicans. As I said yesterday, I think I understand why they're doing it, and I don't for a second think Trump has a legal leg to stand on. But he's already created a climate in which many Americans will forever doubt the outcome of this election.
As 30 former Republican lawmakers wrote in an open letter to Trump, urging him to concede: "We believe the statements by President Trump alleging fraud in the election are efforts to undermine the legitimacy of the election and are unacceptable. Every vote should be counted and the final outcome accepted by the participants because public confidence in the outcome of our elections is a bedrock of our democracy."
Trump and Giuliani are playing with fire. I fear for the stability of the country. What happens when half the populace doesn't have confidence in the election results?
In Asian culture, dragons are "a symbol of power, strength, and good luck for people who are worthy of it." Trump is unworthy, but the rest of us may need the power of the dragons to get through the next few months.