Text by A. H. Scott, Copyright 2019
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Photography by Tony Ward, Copyright 2019
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THE SPARTACUS EFFECT
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If a person says ‘perfect call’ a thousand times, all memory of the past six months will be erased for every man, woman, child, and household pet in the United States of America.
But, a certain person calling it a ‘perfect’ call won’t make the sow’s ear a silk purse. Or, even dissuade the march of history’s footsteps straight into the Oval Office.
Whistleblower files a complaint. Corroborator confirms complaint. Impeacher articulates articles of the corroborated complaint that has been filed.
Thus, the Impeachment of President Donald J. Trump becomes the next chapter in the history of the United States of America.
The President and his GOP allies go on and on about needing to unmask the whistleblower. But, the fact is that the whistleblower is just a thimble. Yet, it is all who have corroborated the information surrounding the entire “Ukraine” situation which have transformed into an ocean seemingly about to drown the Presidency of Donald J. Trump.
And there with a glint in his eye and a smirk upon his face in front of cheering crowds across the USA, a putrid performance roars onward with little pushback. But, not so fast I say to the furious crew:
Trump/GOP – Where is the one who knows what happened?
Person #1 – I am here!
Trump/GOP – Whistleblower!
Person #2 – I am here!
Person #3 – Me, too! I am here!
Trump/GOP – Whistleblower!
Persons #4,5,6, and etc. – I am here!
And, the Spartacus effect rises, as the target which is seen by Trump and his allies metastasize from one to all who have seen the actions from the Oval Office.
By focusing on ‘whistleblower’, the President and his barking acolytes miss the forest of a fiasco by his own making from the trees of truth, justice and patriotism for the National Security of the people of the United States of America who are the courageous corroborators.
These men and women stand up; not seeking the limelight, but in a sense of aversion to it. They are not household names that are on the tips of the American public’s tongues. Yet, in the field of foreign policy, they are experts in navigating the choppy tides of international diplomacy.
The American people are not fools, although there are certain politicians who wish and assume we are. Most of us are just trying to live our lives in peach with family, friends and work. Yet, when Donald J. Trump goes off the rails of common decency time and time again, there are those who find a way of apologizing for what he and those around him does.
Ordering the whistleblower’s head to be handed to him on a silver platter sounds like a monarch making a proclamation that should be unquestioned and obeyed, rather than the President of the United States of America.
When acting-White House Chief of Staff Mick Mulvaney tosses down the verbal gauntlet of ‘get over it’ during a White House News conference when speaking about the back channel dealings of Donald Trump’s personal lawyer, Rudolph W. Guiliani involving the Ukraine imbroglio; he admits what Donald Trump has done in holding the congressionally approved aid over Ukraine President Zelensky’s head like Damaches’ sword in exchange for concocting an investigation into the 2016 Presidential Election and possible 2020 Presidential opponent, Joseph R. Biden.
I am Whistleblower!
I am blowing the whistle on the crap storm that is the consistently, churning conspiracy cauldron where the craven Trump, Guiliani, and many others marinate within.
Blow, Whistle, Blow!!
Donald J. Trump – “Where is my Roy Cohn?
Just thinking about a person in a position of unbridled power seeming to need any other being’s assistance to maintaining his perch might to some come off as a sign of a person less strong than he thumps his chest to be.
Alas, if the aforementioned is that descending reality, then a question can be pondered in homage to Trumbo’s triumph.
Unknown American Citizen – “Where is our Spartacus?”
I, as one of those citizens have an answer: “WE are SPARTACUS!”
We are Spartacus!
Every time we raise our voice in dissent!
We are Spartacus!
Every time we vote!
We are Spartacus!
Every time we fight for fairness!
We are Spartacus!
Every time we hold those in power accountable!
We are Spartacus!
Every time we express our thanks to the men and women who speak truth to power!
We are Spartacus!
Every time we unite behind the Constitution!
Wow, suddenly everyone is a Latin scholar in saying the term ‘quid pro quo’, like its’ the latest dance craze or a new pop tune.
If it means “this for that”, then even those who are defending the entirety of the actions of the President, are living the ‘quid pro quo’ themselves; for they are doing THIS FOR THAT!
If the quid is this, then THIS is your soul.
If the pro is for, then FOR what/who/why you do what you do
If quo is that, then THAT is how much my soul was worth to stand with Donald J. Trump.
I say to them all, I truly hope HE was worth it, though.
QUID PRO QUO!
Blow, whistle, blow!!
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About The Author: A.H. Scott is a poet based in New York City and frequent contributor to Tony Ward Studio. To read additional articles by Ms. Scott, go here: https://tonywardstudio.com/blog/a-h-scott-elevation/