After reading about the GOP presidential debates this morning — I can only bring myself to read about them, not to watch them — I’ve concluded that the late screenwriter Paddy Chayevsky was a secular prophet. The United States really is living out Chayevsky’s script of the 1976 movie “Network.”
That a media celebrity with an appallingly bad wraparound, an unusually venomous tongue — who refers to women he disdains as fat pigs, dogs, slobs and disgusting animals — conceivably could become the head of state of the most powerful and culturally influential nation on this planet only works to confirm this thesis.
But I’m not only singling out Trump or the GOP. The heir apparent of the Democratic Party strikes me as an equally odious human being. At least Trump is willing to lay bare his boundless egocentrism and meanness.
Honestly, I’m finding it harder and harder to vote in any state or federal election. Politics is a sham, and so is the American political system. I’ve almost reached the point where I think that voting only perpetuates a failed political system. I vote only out of a profound sense of debt to the 18- to 22-year-old foot soldiers, pilots and seamen who sacrificed their young lives to preserve the practice.