So The Impeachment of Trump 2.0 - and my ability to pay attention to it due to Covid Pandemic Work From Home World is generating some memories for me. And I'm returning to my long neglected blog here to record (and share) this one.
I was 9 or 10 years old in 1974. Fourth Grade. My parents marriage was dying - Mom Divorced Dad that year. We moved that summer. But before we moved, I have this very vivid memory of being highly upset one Saturday morning, because the next Saturday morning cartoon should have been Josie and the Pussycats. Only it wasn't. We had live coverage of Watergate Hearings. Being a fourth grader, I couldn't care less. And in 1974 small town, wide spot in the road Kansas you had only a few over the air options for TV. And all of them had the one thing on. Watergate. I didn't understand. Granted, I had no idea how much life was going to change later that year either.
I also remember my Crazy Aunt. The maiden aunt who never married, was a teacher at the school for the deaf being rather 'into' all of this. I remember her cutting out newspaper and magazine articles about Watergate and perhaps Nixon and everything going on. And hey, 10 year old, thought it was over the top. I didn't say anything. I wasn't raised that way. Mouthing off about that would have gotten me grounded.
And right now. At 56 years old. Watching all of this. This time. Because of the world gone sideways. Because I can pay attention. And because I am THIS upset about what happened. About the Insurrection. About the Abomination that OFM is. I understand my Crazy Aunt and those Watergate Hearings.
Now to be honest, part of my wants to say "How many times do you get to watch an Impeachment Trail during your life?" But then I have to stop myself. Because the answer is now THREE. And Nixon came very close to being a fourth. But I was repulsed by what Clinton did, and the lies - but rather ambivalent about the whole Impeachment. And the first Trump Impeachment, I checked out on mentally because deep down I didn't want to get invested in something that I didn't think was going anywhere. And something I didn't think they could prove or change minds about.
But this time? This time I'm angry. And I am invested. I'm invested because I sat here listening to and later watching during Work From Home on January 6, 2021. And I cried that day. And I called out to God - many times. And I felt fear and confusion I hadn't felt since September 11, 2001. And because as 2020 wore on, I became increasingly angry at that disgusting excuse for a President and so much time asking in prayer for his removal from office that this time - I'm invested and I'm here for it.
So to my aunt - that because of Covid and her dementia - I can't explain any of this to - I'm sorry for my 10 year old self not getting it. Because I get it now.