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On Making America Great Again, Trolls, Invective and Progress

A few thoughts:
  1. Regardless of how one feels about President Trump, Democrats or Republicans, flailing about invectives isn't going to get us anywhere. I know of no one who's change their stance on any issue because some troll called them "idiot" or "snowflake" or "nazi".
  2. It's quite interesting to me the role that the internet has played in degenerating the stuff talked about in point 1.
  3. On "Making America Great AGAIN": that's one that I've thought quite a bit about recently. Simply, the MAGA folks seem to look backwards to when "America WAS Great". Progressives look forward to Making America Great FINALLY. Seeing potential, the strengths of diverse communities, economies and cultures. But the distinction between the two mind-sets hit me hard recently.
  4. Somehow, we need to find a way to embrace dignity in our public discourse. However, I'm totally at a loss about implementing that.
There's more to talk about considering holding to a long-view. However, that will need to wait. Another post, perhaps.

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