This blog begins with a musical interlude; sampled lyrics from “Send in the Clowns:”
Isn’t it bliss?
Don’t you approve?
One who keeps tearing around,
One who can’t move. . .
Don’t you love farce?
My fault I fear.
I thought that you’d want what I want.
Sorry, my dear. . .
Maybe next year.Image: Jerusalem Gay Parade; fair use.
All of the denial, bathos, and outrage of recent and vintage Republican politics can be seen through the prism of Ken Mehlman’s coming out, and the dominating color I see is crimson. Rather than a celebration or clearing of the air, his announcement is a cratering. Politically, it places the Republican Party’s positions on key social issues of its platform in free fall. Personally, it is a narcissistic plea for a pass on accountability; implicitly suggesting that a preference for intra-gender sex makes victims out everyone it touches.
The issue of Ken Mehlman is not his sexual preference; it is him. It is not his sexuality that he failed to come to terms with; it is his integrity and soul as a human being that he wishes to avoid wrestling with. But his inner hellhounds are loose. True patriotism hates injustice. He would do well to make sure his “confession” is not a coverup for the denial of his role in planning national positions blocking freedom and rights of those like himself based on sexual preference.
He should truly “come out” and give a detailed, careful, full accounting of the intentional, internal strategies against the broad rights of those who have intra-gender sexual preferences, strategies he help craft and direct. As an eyewitness to the politics aimed and targeted at those with different preferences, he should reveal and chart the views that informed the debate and strategy. He should become a one man Truth Commission to expose the sexual politics of the party he chaired, and clear the national air and bring progress.
As Cicero said, ability without honor is useless. The public announcement of Mr. Melhman’s personal sexual preference does not restore or reward his lack of virtue for grievous, greater public sins.
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