I am shocked to my soul right now.
A dear friend, a man who I’ve known and loved for many decades, put up a post today on Facebook in which he wished, quite sincerely, that Hillary Clinton would meet a gruesome and violent death. He provided details.
I’ve seen a couple of similar things this season, but this has stunned me almost to catatonia. This isn’t a troll. This isn’t a right-wing bully. It’s a gentle, loving man who has stood against prejudice and hate. I feel like I’ve been punched.
I’m told by friends they’ve seen similar sentiments expressed about Bernie Sanders. I have not seen such, but the people who report it are trustworthy.
What is happening to us?
Sure, I’ve cracked a few snide jokes at both candidates’ expense. I’ve said things I regret. Put up an ill-advised photoshop or two.
But this… I’m at a loss.
“Politics is bloodsport.” No, it’s not. It’s politics.
I have come to support Mrs. Clinton’s campaign. Earlier I supported Mr. Sanders.
Never did I imagine I would hear rhetoric from the supporters of either candidate that is indistinguishable from the violent hate speech of a Trumpette or Radio Rwanda.
I’m sorry if this is somewhat disjointed. I’m pretty rattled.
Just…
Peace.
Please.