While the dust was clearing from the inauguration, I wrote a blog about what Nazi media is out there. As most of my more emotional blog posts at the time did, it all turned into a joke about pop culture, specifically Zach Braff. I meant that piece as a way to address punching Nazis, which I still think is a pretty reasonable course of action.
This weekend, however, the Alt Right made the boldest move it could and hosted a "Unite The Right" rally in Charlottesville, VA protesting the removal of Confederate monuments from public places. To put it more simply, a bunch of white folks were upset they could no longer worship icons of an era when certain people were treated worse than cattle, and decided to show the world that 1800s never ended for them. As they waved their swastika flags and raised their tiki torches, I knew my focus had to turn to the uniform.
First, a word on taking off uniforms: no claims of ignorance, of coercion, of youth, can erase a history of supporting a fascist ideology. If someone wears the colors or a Nazi wristband, they will never be able to claim they did not. Even punk rockers, who claimed to use swastikas and safety pins to shock an older generation, still had to fight uphill to make anyone believe they were not legitimate fascists. The iconographic power of the swastika is easy is low-hanging fruit with a terrible cost, and all who take on its garb must accept that they once wore the world's most horrifying symbol of terrorism.
One huge problem I can see right now is that people are not being held accountable for these actions. Yes, there is a Twitter account that exposes people who would otherwise keep thinking their thoughts in secret, but these are drops in the bucket.
You know, I started writing this blog as a review and commentary on the successful German film Look Who's Back. Basically, imagine this movie as a Sacha Baron Cohen movie, except Borat is Adolf Hitler sent through time and he wins the hearts of the people at the end. It shouldn't sadden me as much it does to say that I accepted time travel's existence in the film far more quickly than I could believe that modern Germans accepted a Hitler impersonator in their midst as quickly as they did.
Back to here and now, we live in a nation where the leader is not an outspoken fascist, but a smugly silent partner. Though Trump has not endorsed the Nazis in Charlottesville, he has not condemned them either.
As a personally introverted person, I have always found my space for resistance in words and letters. Aside from working, I don't hardly like to leave home much. It's a scary world out there, and I don't like being a part of it most times.
Now, the time has come to change that. It is not in my character to hurt others, so I will not be physically violent. I am not much one for being silent either, but I know that my range of communication remains limited so long as I only use a digital voice. I must take my resistance to the streets, use my body and mind, while I still can.