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He shut me up when he called me a "radical woman."
Not that I didn't have a comeback. I always have an insult to offer in kind if necessary. It's genetic.
But this was one of those times when I didn't want to repay an unkindness with more unkindness.
Instead, I just laughed. But I've thought about that word "radical" for a couple of weeks now.
A radical - as far as politics is concerned - is one who desires extreme reform. Is that such a bad idea,
given our current crisis as a nation? After all, the Republicans ran on a "radical" platform, promising they'd
bring Jesus himself into the White House, and since they've taken over all three branches of our
government, their "extreme reforms" have resulted in the loss of the World Trade Center, the deaths of
thousands of innocent Iraqis and American soldiers, the demise of a great American city, staggering
disparity between rich and poor, an embarrassing infant mortality rate, a frightening trade imbalance, and the
most extreme reform of all: the destruction of our nation's Constitution.
They've abused and shredded our military, lied to us, spied on us, allowed their rich oil buddies to become
even richer off the backs of working men and women, and denied us our rights in countless places in
countless ways.
The party of "The Ten Commandments" has stolen elections, provided false witnesses against too many
good Democrats, and failed to honor the mothers and fathers of this nation by allowing drug companies and
utilities to suck their funds dry. They have taken the name of their lord in vain, invoking it to oppress
others. They have murdered, coveted and committed global adultery by consorting with foreign powers
who hate the United States.
Is that extreme enough for you?
Is that radical enough for you?
But oh, how Republicans have cloaked their evil in a red, white and blue, God-Loves-Us-Best cape. With
their preacher hair and in their boring suits, they've convinced even my friend - the one who called me a
"radical woman" - that they are rational, decent, godly people.
I can promise you, he would never dream of calling a fundy Repuke a "radical." But I am only a woman, and
my "radical" ideas are easy for him to scorn, to dismiss as hysterical. He would rather play nice, even if the
creeps he plays with are going to end up screwing him out of everything he owns. Better to be seen as
polite and "conservative" and to never rock the boat than to have a strong opinion. Better to lose
everything you've worked for than to confront someone who is cheating, lying and stealing from you.
Now, I love this person, and I respect him in many ways. He has an amazing work ethic, a bright mind
and he loves good conversation. He's a phenomenal musician, too. But I'm totally disgusted with Democrats
like him who wave the white flag of self-destructive capitulation.
Because in the end, there isn't a damned thing that's radical about anything I believe.
Is it radical to believe that "thou shalt not murder" means something? Is it radical to believe that the old and
the very young and the poor and the sick should be looked after by a decent society?
Is it radical to believe that skin color doesn't matter? Jesus was dark-skinned. Should I hate him because he
wasn't a Caucasian like me?
Is it radical to believe that what people do in their bedrooms is their own damned business, as long as it's
between consenting adults? Republicans seem to think illicit sex is acceptable as long as it's Jeff Gannon or
Newt Gingrich or Bill O'Rielly or Rush Limbaugh we're talking about. After all, rich white men need
pleasuring, don't they? (If they didn't, prostitutes wouldn't see such an increase in business whenever the
Southern Baptist or the Republican Conventions are in town.) On DU, there is a list of all the sick, twisted,
perverted things that SCORES of Republicans have been convicted of, so obviously, being Republican
doesn't make your penis stop wanting illicit sex. Republicans can't even walk their own talk, yet they
demand that all Americans handle their genitals in a way that Republicans themselves can't even manage!
Am I such a radical to expect that everyday Americans - not just the wealthy white ones - should have an
expectation of privacy? And the ability to marry any other adult they choose? Who the hell are you or I or
anyone else to judge?
Is it radical to want law and order? To have my country run by an administration that follows the Law of
the Land? How is it that I can obey the law but George Bush doesn't have to? Is it radical to expect Bill Frist
to pay for his insider trading the same way Martha Stewart paid? Is it radical to want this administration to
obey the Constitution? Is it radical to expect that the Bill of Rights will be honored by George Bush, who
SWORE AN OATH to follow the Constitution?
Is it radical to be deeply ashamed of the torture at Abu Ghraib and Guantanamo? Is it REALLY radical for an
American to see the value in due process? Is it radical to believe that the Geneva Conventions help protect
our own soldiers and should be followed?
Is it radical of me to cry when I see an elderly person panic-stricken over how to pay for her medicine? Is it
radical that I, a mother of six, cries when I hear about another soldier's funeral, when I hear about our
soldiers raping a fourteen-year-old girl? Am I being radical when I cry over all of the poor young men in
prison for crimes that don't even approach the damage caused from the raping and looting and pillaging
done by "nice, reasonable" men in business suits?
Were the founding fathers "radical" when they demanded a separation between church and state? If so, I'm
radical as hell. Because I believe that anyone who desires it be so can build a shrine in his home or his
church or his trailer to George W. Bush. He can kneel down before Dubya's picture and pray for hours if he
likes; he can worship Bush as the Messiah if he wishes. I would never deny him that right . But he damned
straight better not try to force me to believe it; he damned straight better not turn his obsession with the
divinity of Bush into a law I must obey. If freedom of religion is radical, then, yes, Baby, I'm as radical as
they come. If you truly have faith as you claim, nothing I do or don't do will change your relationship with
your god.
Am I radical because all I really want out of life is to see my children and my nation do well? I'm currently
laid off for summer and I spend most of my days on my farm, puttering with flowers and chickens and
horses, painting and writing and reading and making a little music. I try to get along with my neighbors.
Before the newest ones showed an utter lack of respect for my property, I offered them the use of my tools,
gave the wife my phone number when she said she was scared alone at night, gave them clothes when their
trailer burned down. I'm still pissed at them, but I'd help them again as crazy as that sounds. Radical, huh?
Yesterday, I helped with a remodel for an elderly man, prepared food for a woman with severe MS,
counseled a misdirected young man. Today, I went into the hole for $120 to help the Democratic party.
I am only bringing in $141 a week, so suffice it to say, I am wondering how I will make it another week.
So, laugh at me, all you moderates. Laugh at my poverty - the state that makes me feel for people who have
it worse. Laugh at my idealism, because it came from growing up during a time when they killed the idealists
who were my heroes: John and Martin and Bobby.
I believe in my party. And I believe that there are more people like me in the Democratic party than there
are people like my friend. And if moderate Democrats want to discredit, mock or disparage Democrats like
me, they are making fools of themselves.
The great progress we've made as a nation in the past was made by radicals, by people who weren't afraid to
stand up for their beliefs.
So, you can call me a radical if you want.
At least I'm not a coward.
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