A. H. Scott: Trump’s Inaugural Address

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A.H. Scott: Trump’s Inaugural Address


I didn’t see THE speech. I read the TRANSCRIPT. And, I thought I’d just shrug and roll my eyes as I read it. But, then it happened! 

“When you open your heart to patriotism, there is no room for prejudice.” – President Donald J. Trump, Inaugural Address

As my eyes skimmed the text of his speech, I figured there was probably nothing really new in this man’s spiel. But, then, this one line ‘whistled’, or should I say ‘dog blared’ out to me. Seems like it could have been just a toss away line that he decided to use. But, then again, he waltzes with that dark right with the greatest of ease; as Steve Bannon probably sprinkled this line into his ear to add to that speech. 

I think Mr. Orange in the Oval Office is playing verbal jujitsu with implying that if you open your heart to loving this country, of course there would be no feelings of hatred towards those who you consider the ‘other’. He ran a campaign drenched in the venomous swamp of disdain and ridicule. This isn’t Men In Black and Trump can’t turn on a machine to make us all forget the hell of his own words and actions of the past months. He ain’t gonna get off that easy. He’s going to have to have a ‘come to the mirror of his own past sins’ moment and have to take responsibility for it. He can’t hide behind President Obama and  First Lady Michelle Obama’s graciousness or even some kind of religiously cloaked desire to have every man woman, and child in America gather round the flag pole of his own making so that he’ll be made to feel that adulation he craves most. 

Oh no he didn’t, thinking that brotherhood could be slapped together like a Coke and a smile would come like a sprinkle of stardust! No! No! No! Not so easy, Mr. Newly Minted President of the United States; that decadent dessert which you may see as a steaming fresh of plush apples and sweetness, seen in the view of different eyes of other Americans as a festering stew of arrogance’s acidity and heartbreaking strange fruit. 


So, he better take a page from the Isley Brothers, cuz’ he’s got WORK TO DO!! (If he wants to bring us all together) 


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 A. H. Scott, go herehttps://tonywardstudio.com/blog/h-scott-childhood-memories/


Photo Montage by Tony Ward, Copyright 2017



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