Dear Kamala:
It's Sunday, November 10. Five days since your shocking loss of the election. These are the headlines at al-Jazeera this morning:
* ‘We are entering the fifth week without food, water, or medicine’
* Netanyahu says has spoken with Trump three times in past few days
* Incoming Israeli defence minister sets eyes on Iran
* Arab and Muslim leaders convene in Saudi Arabia to discuss wars in Gaza and Lebanon
* Amsterdam police says it will arrest people defying demonstration ban
* Photos: Aftermath of an Israeli strike in the Lebanese town of Almat
* ‘Without warning’: Israeli attack kills dozens in Gaza, including children
There's something missing from the headlines this morning, Kamala: you.
You see, my liberal friends were adamant that I must vote for you insisted that you were our last, best hope to stop the Genocide. You know, the Genocide against Palestine, that you euphemized into a haze of ambiguity while tens of thousands died. The Genocide where you presided over the Senate and helped ensure that billion of bucks in weapons, was it 500 plane loads and countless shipping containers full, went to Israel.
My liberal friends told me that, no, really, Kamala gets it. Kamala has to pretend that she's on board with Israel. You just wait, they said. The day after she wins the election, she'll send a huge signal to Netanyahu and the rest of the butchers that it's time to stop. Kamala gets it. She's powerless right now because, well, this is politics, American style. Maybe you disagree, they insisted to me, but Kamala is gonna be our first woman of color president, hell, she's a woman and she's naturally more empathic than us guys. She's itching behind the scenes to stop this, to take charge. She can't stand it, either. And Kamala won't hesitate. The day after she wins the election, right there in the middle of the celebration and relieved smiles, her first act as president-elect, she's gonna tell half-wit Joe that we've paid our political dues to AIPAC and the Zionists, but it's time, we must, we must, Joe, everyone says it would take just one call from you, and now, I think it could come from both of us, to get on a secure line to Bibi and tell him to stop. To wind this down and quit. Stop splattering blood of innocents all over the region. Come on, Joe, this has gone too far, too long.
But then you lost, Kamala. And today, you're Vice-President of a failed, dying presidency. But for 71 more days, you'll be the top ranking U.S. executive with a clear mind. And a conscience. You're still young in politician years. You're smart and attractive and you could still govern us all as a future president, Kamala. I'll bet you're thinking about just that.
But it's November 10, Kamala, and you haven't said a single, solitary, humane thing about the Palestinians. You still have enormous power and a bully pulpit and the planet is aching for an end to the most astoundingly punitive genocidal regime in 80 years. You could have had the attention of the entire world focused on you the day after the election, or the day after that, or the day after that. You might have belatedly and apologetically taken the most radical stand of your life by saying, "Mr. President, end the bloodshed. Your legacy is a legacy of blood. Show the world that we have souls, Mr. President. Stop the genocide. Stop it now, not tomorrow, now. Please, Mr. President. The American public has just told us very clearly that Genocide is an unforgivable election strategy."
I guess you've made liars out of my liberal friends, Kamala. They nearly convinced me that it was ok to vote for you because you just weren't that way, that this wasn't your Genocide, you had to deal with the complicated politics of it, but in the end, you would show that Democrats have a heart, that they aren't hopelessly deaf fascists, that they aren't utterly compromised, soulless ghouls.
And it's November 10, Kamala. Thousands more Palestinians and Lebanese people have died since your concession speech from starvation, infection, complete lack of medical relief, bombs, shootings, shrapnel, bullets, flames, falling buildings, infectious disease, malnutrition.
It's November 10, Kamala. I will not forget that when you might have stood up for what we Americans lie to ourselves about -- that we have honor, integrity, humanity -- you didn't. Even after losing an election where you remained obediently silent about the most monstrous wrongs of the age, you've shown us that you remain captive, slave and enabler of them. Dare I remind you that you are a bona fide war criminal co-conspirator.
Even now, after losing the election horribly, you don't understand that you have nothing redemptive to say. Americans love a story of redemption, but yours is, and apparently will remain, the story of Genocide. If you want to run again in four years, the historical truth will be more clear than ever that you stood by and co-presided over the Genocide. Future young voters will avoid you like, well, Genocide.
It's November 10, Kamala. Though you may not realize it, your political career is over. Your judgment is terrible. Good riddance.
Terry Lodge
Ozymandias
I met a traveller from an antique land,
Who said—“Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. . . . Near them, on the sand,
Half sunk a shattered visage lies, whose frown,
And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed;
And on the pedestal, these words appear:
My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings;
Look on my Works, ye Mighty, and despair!
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal Wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away.” - Percy Bysshe Shelley