Who Is Mistral Dawn?

Mistral Dawn is a thirty-something gal who has lived on both coasts of the US but somehow never in the middle. She currently resides in the Southeast US with her kitty cats (please spay or neuter! :-)) where she works as a hospital drudge and attends graduate school. Taken By The Huntsman is her first effort at writing fiction and if it is well received she has ideas for several more novels and short-stories in this series. Please feel free to visit her on FaceBook or drop her a line at mistralkdawn@gmail.com

Saturday, June 30, 2018

Moral Red Lines...


Hey Everyone,

When I was a kid in school learning about the Holocaust, I used to wonder how anyone could bring themselves to work in a concentration camp. I mean, how fundamentally broken did SS guards have to be to do what they did? What part of their humanity were they lacking and how did they lose it? How does one human being do such awful things to other human beings and just consider it another day at work?

Think of it. Get up, shower, eat breakfast, maybe argue with your kids, kiss your spouse goodbye, go to work, punch the time clock, torment innocent people, maintain indifference to human suffering -- or maybe revel in it? -- tear crying children away from their parents and take them off to be "processed," remain stone-faced to the people begging you for mercy, clock out, go home, eat dinner, ask the kids about their days, wash up and brush your teeth -- look at yourself in the mirror -- and go to bed. How do you sleep at night? How do you function at all in the face of such cruelty? What flaw in your character allows you to walk through such evil without even a crack in your psyche?

Now we've got Americans working as guards in concentration camps on US soil and as ICEstapo agents rounding up "undesirables" and taking them off to be locked up indefinitely without trial. My neighbors, people I know, seeing families torn apart, children ripped away from their parents and put in dog cages, and these Americans, "good Christians" that they are, are more concerned with paperwork than they are about the atrocities being committed in all our names.

And I think back to the confusion that I felt when I was a kid. How I thought that someone would have to experience something truly horrific in their lives to be damaged to the point that they could regard such systemic, deliberate, and obvious violations of basic human rights with equanimity. And now I realize that isn't the case, at all. I realize that such a catastrophic failure of human empathy only requires that people allow their fear of an "other" to overcome their common sense and common decency. And that the instigation of that fear comes from an authority figure.

Instead of the country of strong, proud, resourceful, brave, independent, and free and fair-minded citizens that I thought I lived in, I find a collection of frightened, spiteful sheep incapable of thinking for themselves. It's a profoundly disappointing realization. I really thought you were better than this, America.

For those of you who aren't mindless drones frightened of your own shadows, and who do give a damn about other people, there are still thousands of children in concentration camps because of the policies of the Liar in Chief and his swamp creatures. ICEstapo may have stopped separating families, for the moment, but these kids haven't been reunited with their parents. If we allow this to stand, if we allow the disgusting people who came up with such a policy to extract tax-payer money for their pet projects in exchange for the children they've taken hostage, then what you need to ask yourself is, when will they be coming for your children and what will they demand in return if you want them back?


Call your Senators and tell them to let the children go: (202) 224-3121
Call your House rep and tell them to let the children go: (202)-225-1904


Don't know who they are? Click on this link and enter your zip code to find out: https://www.callmycongress.com/

Peace!





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