The Level of Moral Corruption Is Too Damn High
Forget about cognitive overload — let’s talk about ethical underdosing.
I don’t know about you, but I’m tired.
Not in a physical sense, mind you; nor in a good way. You know, not the “proper tired” that you feel in your body after a good run or the “satisfied tired” that makes you fall asleep like a charm after a good dinner with friends. I’m tired deep within.
I can’t be alone thinking that I suffer from ethics deprivation.
Ethics deprivation — A deep-rooted feeling of fatigue one feels after years of being confronted to the moral corruption of government people and industry elite, made worse by the knowledge that since they’re all white and rich, they’ll never face jail time or actual consequences for their depravity.
For the past four years, we’ve been confronted daily with the vileness of a group of humans absolutely unfit to hold any position of power, let alone the presidency. Trump’s morally bankrupt political career culminated in the storming of the Capitol building two days ago, during which we witnessed cops holding hands with terrorists, taking selfies with them, all but inviting them in after months of cops ramming protesters with their cars, pepper-spraying them for no good reason, beating them up and carrying them away in unmarked vehicles.
When a black man is suspected of using a counterfeit $20 bill, he gets killed by the police who get a slap on the wrist. When a white man shoots two people with an assault rifle, the police high fives him, the wealthy elite pays for his bond, and he is offered a promotional deal. When many white terrorists desecrate the heart of American democracy, the police does it with them. When the president incites the terrorist, law enforcement officials say he shouldn’t be prosecuted. The double standard doesn’t need any more proof.
Seeing it on live television and social media on January 6 was yet another illustration that morals have abandoned our world. Trump’s constant negativity, his paranoid obsessions, his adversarial view of any relationship weigh down on all our minds. They make us feel sad, depressed and disempowered.
Trump supporters praise him for “telling it like it his.” They admire his cruelty and wickedness. I’m convinced they think he is an amazing orator. I can only imagine it is because they see themselves in the man they adore. In their shared shittiness, they find a communion that no other religion can provide.
The problem with Trump is that he has no redeeming quality. None. There is not an ounce of charm, humour, elegance, intelligence, or empathy that can make you think “at least he likes dogs” (spoiler alert: he doesn’t). Not a single good word. Not a press conference where you might think he could be right. Nothing. He is an unrelenting steamroller of evil and having to watch it function live, 24/7, for four years has morally exhausted me.
Seeing terrorists break and enter into the heart of democracy, steal government property, vandalise lawmakers’ offices, and get out freely was the straw that broke my camel’s back.
I need a break. I think we all do.
We all need to feel that the people in charge care, that they are human beings with a moral compass. We need a public discourse that unites us all, that gives us the courage to tackle the existential challenges we face as a species. We need justice being served fairly. Being white and rich cannot be a get-out-of-jail-free card anymore.