Hypo: a large animal that is ugly and looks like an American politician or a SLAM or SCAM — a “role model” (taken from MTP, allowing GOP from Wyoming to speak and allows him to keep propagating).

Hypo-cratic is not to be confused with Hippocratic oath — or is it?  Hippo is not a hypo. Or maybe Hippo-publican — the Equality State has a few too many of those.  Time for a new animal symbol for these forgetful elephants?

Hypo-crasy is similar to fake crazy behavior, though in American English they say crasy in a Patsy Cline-like drawl.  Try singing it:  “Crasy, I’m crasy, American People,” A euphemism for the few people in the United States who vote.  Even more “crasy” is the Senate hypocrit from Wyoming that “Meet the Press” Chuck Todd was too weak to contain in his shallow pool. Guess the so-called neutral journal can’t deal with SCAMs.

https://www.miamiherald.com/opinion/op-ed/article243738442.html

We look to our mothers to save us from injustice and distress | Opinion

BY JANE CAPUTI, Special Contributor, Heretical Thought author of Call Your “Mutha'”: A Deliberately Dirty-Minded Manifesto for the Earth Mother in the Anthropocene

JUNE 23, 2020 03:08 PM , UPDATED JUNE 23, 2020 03:52 PM

In times of greatest extremity, people cry out for their mothers. George Floyd, while being tortured and then killed by a white policeman, called out “Mama.” Hearing this, many instantly wept in recognition, as this calling to the mother touched on the universal experience of infant helplessness, need for care and the hope for succor and intervention.

In her remarkable poem “Weather,” Claudia Rankine notes that the ongoing uprisings responding to systemic racism, police brutality and a gamut of related injustices are a continuing continuation of that crying out to a mother. This call is for the restoration of values of community, reciprocity, sharing, equity, caring, fairness, nourishment, love and continuance, which are very different from those of a father-first or patriarchal culture.

Patriarchal values include authority, dominance, punishment and violent enforcement. These manifest broadly in the national symbolic father figure, Donald Trump. The 45th president stands his ground as a proudly unmasked proponent of white and male supremacy. His followers cheer the rule of someone with “balls” — tough, straight, manly and white, evincing a will to hurt, and with a sure sense of his own impunity. Trump famously bragged that if he shot someone in the middle of Fifth Avenue, he would get away with it. I doubt he was thinking of that “someone” as being anyone like himself or his family.

The same patriarchal values are manifestly operative in the death of George Floyd. The white policeman killed Floyd in full view of others. He must have known that a young woman was recording him. Nonetheless, he probably expected impunity as his birthright and because he was an official enforcer of the hierarchy.

By contrasting mother-associated values to those of the patriarchal father, I am not setting up a binary opposition. Nor am I asserting that all mothers evince these qualities and values. Rather, I am describing a realizable ideal whereby the mother is not only a birth giver, but someone of any sex and gender who takes it as their calling to love, teach, help, lead, feed, console, protect, guide, decide and create family and community. This understanding of mothers and mothering power is common to human heritage and evident in many cultures, including Pueblo Native peoples and Black and Latinx trans and queer communities.

Mothers and their children are specifically endangered in the system that long has disregarded Black lives. A recent report in the Journal of the American Medical Association noted a disastrous effect of pollution and climate change on Black mothers and babies. Environmental racism enforces a reality where Black people live disproportionately in air-polluted areas. That, coupled with higher temperatures, puts pregnant women at risk of delivering premature, underweight or stillborn babies. Environmental injustices are the responsibility of the mostly white father figures who control world finance, corporations and militaries. Too often, it is just business as usual to exploit and poison peoples’ air, water, land, labor and natural resources. This, just as surely as a knee to the neck, chokes out life.

The assault against mothers extends outward to the planet, whose ancient and still telling name is Mother Earth. The conjoined philosophical, spiritual and practical meanings of that appellation is that all of us (human and non-human) issue from a common source, are connected, mutually interdependent and essentially equal — worthy of love, respect, care, safety and living in conditions that allow flourishing. This is the same message of all social justice movements.

The crisis of injustice — including racial, environmental, and sex- and gender-based — is all at once personal, community and planetary. As the righteous global uprisings demanding an end to systemic racism make clear, the time is now for a collective call to the mother. Mama. Call her. Act in her name.

Jane Caputi is the author of Call Your “Mutha’”: A Deliberately Dirty-Minded Manifesto for the Earth Mother in the Anthropocene, published by Oxford University Press, 2020 in the Heretical Thought series, edited by Ruth O’Brien

Getting away from it all (i.e. the GOP). Or are we looking for GOP game two years early. We’re scouts. No Dick Cheney here. And more importantly no shotgun to kill quails or shoot your friends in the face. This requires a bit of history. I remember laughing with the New Yorkers’ “about town” piece by Larissa Macfarquhar on shooting your friends in the face etiquette. Let’s hope Anti-Presidency President Trump doesn’t shoot Pence figuratively of course next week. I’d replace him, if I were him, to add a little jolt to their party.

I am certainly not in Portlandia. Trying to load my personal photos in a location more than the 5-block radius my son must abide by as a no-go zone after being booked by the Feds, I discovered that almost all my photographs are blocked for “security” reasons.

While I’m not surprised that our Anti-Presidency President Trump tasks the Feds to beat up journalists, I am not surprised that this is not allowed. (Double negative intended.) The better question is: Why would Anti-Presidency Trump allow anyone to take pictures?

A bit surprised Trump missed the irony, though, of tasking all these Feds to protect the Mark O. Hatfield Federal Courthouse. The irony drips and we don’t even need a statue. Misogyny first? Men first, even when Anti-Presidency Trump has a great Republican for law and order-bashing moment where he could get us all looking at disgraced 6-term liberal Republican Senator Hatfield assaulting so many of his female employees that he resigned almost as quickly as liberal Democratic Senator Al Franken from Minnesota?

Thought the alt-right was supposed to be so alt, even their young (or is he just so sloppy?) don’t get the irony that Hatfield’s not exactly a General Lee, but he should go. Why don’t they jump all over the hypocrisy of the old alt-left-and the Christie Todd Whitman Republicans for the Rule of Law? Why don’t the likes of @AndyNgo note that the 114 Feds (staying at the Marriott) are protecting a building named after a 30-year-serving “supposedly liberal” Republican Senator Hatfield, who left in disgrace? (His embarrassed wife. Antoinette, has quite a few things named after her a bit up the hill.)

I can only hope #MeToo would denounce him, given how many women he sexually harassed and assaulted during his career, ending in 1995. Part of the disgraced President Bill Clinton crowd.

Besides, I’m not here as a journalist but as a woman (mother) and an academic, who has had so many #MeToo moments that I don’t tell my graduate students so as not to discourage them from entering the academy. (My sons tell me that the reason they have so many girlfriends is that they are not “as****les” so not only the women but their mothers seemed to love them.)

Once the Feds jumped my second son and started flagging his mug shot everywhere (so he’d get beaten up by the likes of @AndyNgo and his crowd, I guess), I got on a plane despite being vulnerable as a PwD in a pandemic (having chronic disabilities and illnesses does tend to make a person vulnerable). My son’s brother already got beaten up and mugged by the Kent State PD in Ohio. I was thankful he didn’t end up in a coma, like the other protester against the gun-toting crowd at Kent State called into action again by a misogynistic alt-right woman, if memory serves well.

Talk about universities and the police — this is at least one tiny area where we could #defundthepolice #PortlandProtests as we get them off our grounds. With more Police Departments (PDs = 18,000) than McDonald’s (13,800) in the U.S., this will be hard.