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Writer's pictureChristopher McHale

Post-Constitutional America

The enemy within prevails.


After the post-election nightmare of 2020, it became clear to me job #1 of the Biden administration was to put guardrails around the Constitution. Not an easy thing to do.


Biden chose Harris as his vice-president and assigned her the task of going to countries to figure out a way to stop people moving north and pressuring our border. Wrong job


Harris, a sharp and committed prosecutor should have been put in charge of protecting our Constitution.


Instead, Biden gave that job to a judge, a person who worked slowly, deliberately, careful with the law. Only we didn’t have a lot of time. War had been declared on our Constitution.


I am no political scientist or astute and accomplished observer of American politics, but the need and the urgency was clear as day. Job # 1. Protect the Constitution. To me, that was the mandate the American people gave to Biden


Mostly, the job was outsourced to state prosecutors. Over two years into their term, the Biden administration began tangling with Trump, not over his breaking his oath of office and trying to overthrow Constitutional order, but for refusing to return classified documents after he left office.


In January 20th, 2025, Trump puts his hand on a Bible and takes an oath he already betrayed. Mike Pence resisted this hypocrisy, but most Republicans surrendered. Liz Cheney and dozens of others stood up, but in the end none of it mattered. A billionaire global elite saw this as a golden opportunity. The Constitution is impractical. Law gets in the way. Regulations are anti-profit.


And here we are. Post-Constitutional America. I can’t watch or read media trying to sift through the results of this election. It’s pathetic. Their frame is shattered. Irrelevant. Citizens United happened. Roe was destroyed. The presidency placed above the law.


I don’t know where I live. There’s no duty or obligation. No anthem to stand for or flag to salute. I deeply apologize for the dark shadows around my words, but the world I see is stormy and dying. Elon Musk promised us pain. Musk buys what he wants, so now we’re in a world of pain, our Constitution shredded and our future uncertain. We’ve returned to an age of kings and tyrants.


As a teenager, I marched against American involvement in Southeast Asia. I was deeply suspicious of this American culture. I compromised those values. We all did. So we own this. We came to our democracy entitled, granted our rights by previous generations who understood the threats. We got lost in a 401k maze and took it all for granted.


It’s gone. The torch is dampened, the karma has come due. The climate crisis has teeth. The demise of our liberal democracy is complete. Perhaps it was inevitable. Our denial of environmental crisis has created conditions where the only path to survival is desperate nationalism, walls built, moats, Marines in turrets. For most of us that seems grim, but for the can-do billionaires in the bunker crowd it’s reality. Their reality, not yours.


 

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