A nice Jewish boy once said it. Maybe we should all listen.

So here it is, a week and a day after the election, and the usual rioting and property destruction and commie ranting is still taking place on the left.  Like I say below, business as usual.

But what’s not business as usual is the continuing razzing of the left by the right.  Last week I said we weren’t gloating.  But at this point, those who are continuing to razz, well, boys, you’re past happy happy joy joy week, and now you’re into malicious gloating.

I’m as partisan as the next guy, but again as I said below, I don’t really trust Donald Trump, and I’m not exactly rejoicing over his election so much as I’m fucking relieved that Hillary struck out.  Maybe I’m just tired of all the hooroar that attends our presidential elections.  (Remember that the president wasn’t supposed to be a king, or an emperor, or our national Dad.  He was supposed to be the guy who stayed in Washington while Congress was home tending to their knittin’ and was in charge of executing the laws passed by the people’s representatives.  He’s often referred to as the Chief Magistrate in writings of the early days, and yeah, that’s what the Constitutional intent of his office was supposed to be.)

But as a Scottish Rite Mason, I learned something going through the degrees that, even though it was allegorized through a tradition not my own, is clear, succinct, and an excellent way to think about ending all this nasty, contentious, rowdy bullshit.

John 13:34.  “Love one another.”  It’s a take on Leviticus 9:18, “You shall love your neighbor as yourself,” simply putting God’s Words to the Hebrews in Jesus’ mouth to make them palatable to the non-Jews and proto-Christians of Jesus’ day. But either way you slice it, however you decide to interpret it, it’s a lesson we ought all to be taking to heart right now.

We will get nowhere as a nation if we can’t come together and work as one.  This is as much an accusation leveled at the right as it is at the left.  In the end it should not matter who our president is, because our president should not have the power to affect the direction of the nation, as has been assumed ever since the Imperial Presidencies of Woodrow Wilson (spit) and Franklin Roosevelt (spit).  The Imperial Presidency is a creation out of whole cloth with no Constitutional backing, supported only by an unwillingness on the part of Congress to rock the boat and thus be removed from office by a vengeful public.  Sadly for some Congressmen and Senators, that hasn’t worked out so well.  But it has contributed to the gridlock we see in Congress as the people have begun to realize that the only legal way to hamstring the feds is to jam up their gears.

Not that Mr. Obama didn’t simply decide to use his phone and pen to get around Congressional gridlock.  Of course, contrary to what Mr. Obama thinks, everything he’s done with that phone and pen can easily be undone by Mr. Trump.  The ACA can be easily repealed in toto through reconciliation, just like the Democrats passed it, and the retiring and pustulent Harry Reid showed us how to break the filibuster and get anything through the Senate that we want — including conservative Supreme Court justices.

So all the screaming and yelling is just street theatre at this point; nobody is buying that crap, because we’re done with it as a people.

Send the bill to George Soros.  He can pay it.

But in the meantime, we need to stop beating each other up and get on with our lives.  Our lives are not politics, as much as our political critters would like them to be.

Love one another.  Get along.  Stop screaming.  Start talking.  And not past one another.

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