Substitute One Word

I own a hemp store.

For eight years my wife and I have invested everything in it. We were hoping to keep working and one day sell it. It’s a nice store. Our customers are hard-working people who sometimes enjoy a gummy after work, along with seniors and veterans dealing with a variety of ailments.

Last week I watched Senator Ted Budd give a speech on the Senate floor arguing against a thirty-day delay in the federal hemp ban. It could have been given in 1937. And speeches like it are taking my livelihood and the livelihoods of 16,000 other North Carolina hemp workers. It mischaracterizes our industry in order to end it.

That already happened in Texas. People in a happy industry lost their jobs, and a lot of Texans became potential felons overnight.

I run a responsible business. We check IDs, though most people who walk in are well over 21. I don’t believe our products are hurting anybody, and I know they’ve given a lot of people relief. And nothing in this bill is likely to change how much cannabis gets used in North Carolina. It will change only whether the market is legal or illegal, taxed or untaxed.

I’m a customer too

I should say that I’m not only a seller. I play a fair amount of tennis, and at my age the aches and pains come with it. A gummy handles them. I would rather use CBD and THC than pain medication that carries a list of side effects and the possibility of organ damage. I don’t drink anymore.

And speaking for myself and for almost everyone I know: I don’t want to be a criminal. That’s not a small thing to ask of a 70-year-old man who has never been in trouble in his life.

What actually gets lost

I will miss it.

I’m 70 years old, and our store is a place to be with great people every day. We’re in a small shopping center in a small town, and over the years we’ve gotten to know our neighbors — a couple of restaurants, a hair salon, an insurance company — along with our many customers and vendors. We have a great relationship with our store manager, who has been with us six years and is now thinking of moving to another state.

Ending hemp in North Carolina will be the end of an era. I predict it comes back, probably soon — after all the small businesses have been squashed out of existence.

Cannabis is one of the oldest medicines on the planet, used around the world for thousands of years and criminalized here less than a century ago, explicitly as a tool for targeting Black and Mexican Americans. Before 1937 it was known mainly for its safety.

The number he skipped past

Here’s what gets me.

The Senator says 91% of the pediatric cases were children four and under.

Four-year-olds are not customers. They’re toddlers who found something on a counter.

He could pick up the phone and write a bill about packaging — child-resistant containers, plain labeling, potency limits, a hard 21-and-up age requirement. I would support every bit of that. I’ve wanted it for years. Instead he wants to end the industry. That tells you the packaging was never really the point.

I agree with him that toddlers shouldn’t get into gummies and that nobody under 21 should be buying cannabis. The research on legal markets generally shows no significant increase in teen use, which matters, because there’s real evidence that cannabis isn’t good for a developing brain.

That’s my actual point. We all care about our children. Cannabis users have kids and grandkids too, and we love them very much.

Substitute one word

Here is what the Senator said on the Senate floor:

There are young people who will never walk this Earth. They will never graduate. They will never go to college. They will never start a career. They will never get married. They will never have children. And they will never get the chance to experience the life that was ahead of them because these dangerous substances robbed them of their future.

He’s not talking about guns.

But every word of that passage would be true if he were. Substitute “guns” for “dangerous substances” and it becomes a powerful speech — a heartfelt lament for children who have actually been lost. Firearms are the leading cause of death for children and teenagers in the United States.

He isn’t talking about guns, though. He’s talking about hemp. There has never been a confirmed death from a cannabis overdose.

And he owns a gun store, one that appeared on an ATF list of dealers with 25 or more crime-traced guns in a year.

He sells a product that kills children. I sell a product that has never killed anyone in five thousand years of recorded use. He is on the Senate floor mourning imaginary victims of mine while declining to regulate his own.

Am I the only one who sees the irony here?

Two Paths Forward

What happens to stores like mine depends on a decision nobody wants to make.

I’ve operated a hemp dispensary in Salisbury, North Carolina since 2019. We sell THCA flower, Delta-9 gummies, CBD products, vapes, beverages. My wife Alicia is my partner. We have two employees. We’ve been open through COVID, through a dozen competitors opening nearby, through the slow erosion of the near-monopoly we briefly enjoyed when we were the only game in town. We’re still here.

But November is coming.

The federal law passed last year — tucked into a continuing resolution, not debated as a standalone bill, never forced to stand on its own merits — sets a deadline. After November 2026, the legal framework that makes THCA flower a hemp product rather than a marijuana product effectively collapses. The total-THC standard eliminates the distinction. Most of what we sell — most of what stores like ours sell all over North Carolina — becomes a federally controlled substance.

That’s one path. The one that happens if nobody does anything.

There’s another path, and it already exists in draft form.

The North Carolina Cannabis Advisory Council — commissioned by Governor Josh Stein — spent months studying the landscape and released a report (PDF) recommending what they called “Option 5”: a regulated adult-use cannabis market. Not the Wild West that currently exists. Not a prohibitionist crackdown. A real regulatory framework, with licensing, age restrictions, product standards, and legal channels for businesses that have been operating responsibly for years to keep operating.

The report is serious work. It doesn’t pretend the current situation is sustainable. It doesn’t pretend that prohibition works. It acknowledges — plainly, which I respect — that North Carolina currently has an unregulated cannabis market that is “unsafe, widely available, and without consumer protections.” That’s their language, not mine, though I wouldn’t argue with it.

What it recommends is turning that reality into something legible. Something with rules. Something where a store like PhenomWell can get a license, follow the regulations, pay the taxes, and keep the lights on.

The question is whether the General Assembly will do anything with it.

That question has a recent history worth understanding. Hemp regulation has been on the agenda in Raleigh for at least three legislative sessions. Each time, it has failed — not because of a principled vote against it, but because the House and Senate Republicans couldn’t agree on the details. The House wanted one thing. The Senate wanted something harsher. They went home without a bill.

This is the short session. The last window before November. And as of this writing, I’m not aware of any bill that translates the Advisory Council’s work into proposed law. The report sits on the shelf while the clock runs.

I’ve contacted my state representative, Harry Warren, who is finishing his last term after sixteen years in Raleigh. He replied quickly — at 5:30 in the morning — and said he would check with House leadership and Senate counterparts to see if anything is being planned. He regretted he couldn’t be more helpful. I appreciated the honesty.

Here’s what the two paths actually look like, in practical terms.

Path One: Nothing happens. The General Assembly finishes the short session having dealt with the budget and gone home. November arrives. THCA flower becomes a federally controlled substance. Some stores close immediately. Others — probably the ones that were never operating cleanly to begin with — keep going, running cash operations, absorbing the occasional fine as a cost of doing business, waiting to see whether federal enforcement ever materializes in any serious way.

The people who suffer most in this scenario aren’t necessarily the retailers. It’s the farmers I’ve visited who have greenhouses full of trimming employees. It’s the processors. It’s the customers who found something that works for them and will now have to find it through channels that are riskier, less reliable, and more expensive. And it’s the state of North Carolina, which will have fumbled a genuine economic opportunity while neighboring states build regulated industries.

Path Two: The General Assembly acts. A bill emerges — ideally one built around the Advisory Council’s framework — that creates a real licensing structure for cannabis retail. Existing operators who’ve been running responsible businesses get a pathway to compliance. Products are regulated, labeled, and tested. Minors are protected by law rather than just by the goodwill of individual store owners. The state collects tax revenue. The Wild West ends.

This path requires Republicans in the House and Senate to agree on something they’ve failed to agree on for three sessions running. It requires someone to carry the bill who has enough credibility and enough political cover to see it through. It requires leadership to decide that the economic disruption of doing nothing is worse than the political risk of doing something.

I don’t know if that happens. I honestly don’t.

I’ve been a teacher. I’ve been a writer. I’ve been a small business owner in a conservative county in a purple state, selling a product that makes some people uncomfortable, trying to do it with enough integrity that anyone who walks in the door — whatever their politics, whatever their priors about cannabis — leaves feeling like they were treated honestly.

I’ve watched this plant get demonized for a hundred years for reasons that had nothing to do with science and everything to do with politics and race and money. I wrote a book about it. I know the history.

What I want is simple. I want a regulated industry, not a prohibited one. I want rules I can follow. I want to know that what I’m selling has been tested and labeled accurately, that my employees are working somewhere legal, that my customers aren’t buying something harmful from somebody who doesn’t care.

That’s Option 5. That’s the Advisory Council’s recommendation. That’s Path Two.

Whether it happens is not up to me. It’s up to people who are mostly thinking about the budget right now, and who will go home in a few weeks and leave this for someone else to decide later, except that later doesn’t exist anymore.

November is the deadline. Not a metaphorical one.

The One-Second Crime

I sell a product that is completely legal to buy. Legal to possess. Legal to drive home with in your glove compartment. Legal to store in your house. Legal to share with a friend.

The only thing that’s arguably not legal is smoking it.

More precisely — and this is where it gets genuinely strange — what’s arguably illegal is a single combustion event lasting less than one second. The moment between the lighter and the inhale. After that, it’s gone. Metabolized. Exhaled into the atmosphere. The evidence has literally vanished in smoke.

Welcome to the world of THCA flower.

Here’s the chemistry, as simply as I can put it. THCA is the raw, unactivated form of THC — the cannabinoid that produces cannabis’s well-known effects. In the living plant, virtually all of the psychoactive potential exists as THCA, not THC. They’re the same molecule with one small difference: THCA has an extra carboxyl group attached, which makes it non-intoxicating. Apply heat and that group detaches, THCA converts to THC, and the experience is identical to conventional cannabis.

I sometimes explain it to customers this way: think of a green banana. It’s still a banana. Same plant, same destination. It just needs a little time — or a little heat — to get there.

Federal law defines legal hemp as cannabis containing no more than 0.3% Delta-9 THC. THCA, being technically a different molecule, doesn’t count toward that threshold under the most widely applied interpretation of the 2018 Farm Bill. So hemp growers can legally cultivate plants with THCA percentages in the twenties — potency levels comparable to anything in a licensed cannabis dispensary — harvest them early, test them immediately, and sell them legally in states that haven’t legalized recreational cannabis.

The plants are picked like green tomatoes. The lab tests hold up in court. And an entire industry — a genuinely popular, genuinely helpful industry serving millions of people — has been built around this chemistry.

Now here’s the part I find both funny and a little profound.

The customer who walks into my store, asks good questions, selects a product thoughtfully, pays legally, drives home legally, and sits down in their own home with a legal product — that person becomes, under the strictest reading of federal law, a criminal for approximately one second. The moment between lighting and inhaling. Then it’s over. The THC is in their system, which is not illegal. The THCA is gone. The flower is gone. There’s nothing left to prosecute.

The transaction was legal. The possession was legal. The consumption was legal a second later. The one arguably illegal moment produced no victim, no harm, and no evidence.

I’m not a lawyer and this isn’t legal advice. The regulatory picture around THCA is genuinely unsettled and may change — there are serious efforts underway to apply a “total THC” standard that would reclassify most THCA flower as marijuana regardless of Delta-9 content. Consumers should stay informed.

But I think about the people who come into my store. Retirees with arthritis. Veterans with PTSD. People who can’t sleep, people managing chronic pain, people who tried cannabis decades ago and want to revisit it now that the stigma has softened and they understand it better. People who, in a legal cannabis state, would simply be customers. Here, they’re navigating a one-second legal gray area that exists because a federal definition written in 2018 didn’t anticipate this market.

Most of them know it’s a little absurd. They shake their heads and laugh a little, the way you laugh at something that’s too ridiculous to be worth getting angry about.

I sell them their flower. They go home. Nothing bad happens.

The law will catch up eventually. It always does.

The Oligarchy Arrived. Now What?

Citizens United didn’t break American democracy all at once. It did it the way a slow leak ruins a foundation — quietly, incrementally, until one day you notice the floor is gone.

That day may be now.

What we are watching in real time — the Trump crypto schemes, the AIPAC money floods, Elon Musk purchasing a seat in government with his checkbook, legislators trading stocks on information the rest of us will never have — is not corruption in the traditional sense. Corruption implies deviation from the norm. This is the norm. Citizens United made it the norm. The billionaires didn’t break the rules. They bought the rules, rewrote them, and handed them back to us with a straight face.

But if you want to see where the logic ends up when you follow it all the way out, look at Iran. The world despises this war. Most people in this country despise this war. It is doing damage to our standing, our treasury, and our moral position that will take generations to repair — if it can be repaired at all. We have been given no honest reason for it. What we have been given is this: while their father wages war, Eric and Donald Trump Jr. have been quietly building a portfolio of drone companies with Pentagon contracts. Eric invested in Xtend, an Israeli drone firm whose attack drones have already been deployed to Iran. Don Jr. has a $4 million stake in a drone parts startup that just received a $620 million Pentagon loan — the largest in the history of the Pentagon’s Office of Strategic Capital. The bombs pay for themselves, if you’re the right family. The drones need to be replaced. The contracts need to be filled. The money flows upward, as it was designed to do, while the dying happens elsewhere and the bill gets handed to the rest of us.

That is not corruption as deviation. That is the system as intended. That is the ultimate oligarch — one who has collapsed the distance between the national treasury and the family business, and uses the deaths of strangers as a revenue model.

And Iran is not the only place where this logic is operating. The images of military-style vehicles on American streets, the warehouses being bought up in secret across the country and converted into detention facilities, the ICE agents terrorizing communities — there is money in that too. Two private prison companies, GEO Group and CoreCivic, have essentially cornered the detention market. GEO Group reported a 700% increase in profits last year on the back of Trump administration contracts. CoreCivic’s CEO gave $800,000 to Trump’s campaign and inaugural committee. In return they received no-bid contracts — the competitive bidding process suspended by executive order — and a $45 billion taxpayer commitment to build more facilities. Trump’s own attorney general lobbied for GEO Group before taking office. The company is headquartered near Mar-a-Lago. The warehouses being purchased in secret, the ones local communities are fighting to stop, will be run by these same companies, at these same guaranteed rates, whether they are full or empty. Terrorizing immigrants is not just policy. It is a revenue model, and the people who funded the policy are collecting the revenue.

The destination has a name. It’s called oligarchy. And we have arrived.


But here’s where it gets interesting.

Americans have something that populations living under centuries of feudalism or authoritarian rule often don’t have: muscle memory. We remember, not so long ago, a middle class that worked and mostly made it. We remember, imperfectly and incompletely, something that felt like a government that at least had to pretend to represent us. That memory doesn’t die easily. It becomes grievance. And grievance, in enough people at once, becomes a movement.

And then there’s the generation that doesn’t have the memory themselves — the under-30s who have only known this version of the country, this version of government, this culture that the grift produced. You might think that works in the oligarchy’s favor. It doesn’t. Because these people grew up with parents who had the memory, who talked about it at the dinner table whether they knew it or not. They grew up with the internet, which means they’ve seen what it looks like in other places — countries where working people don’t get treated like an afterthought, where healthcare doesn’t bankrupt you, where the government occasionally does something that isn’t a wealth transfer upward. They don’t have muscle memory. They have something else: the clarity of people who never had illusions to lose. They know exactly what this is. They’ve always known. And they are furious in a way that doesn’t fade, because it was never disappointed hope — it was always just anger at a condition they were handed and never asked for.

And there is another group whose experience the muscle memory argument has to honestly account for: Black Americans, particularly in the South, for whom this version of government — captured, extractive, indifferent to ordinary lives — is not a new development. They lived with worse, for longer, with less recourse. The oligarchy’s current behavior is not surprising to communities that have watched their votes suppressed, their neighborhoods redlined, their sons and daughters policed and incarcerated as a matter of policy. What is happening now is tragic for them too — newly tragic, in some ways, as things they fought to dismantle get dismantled in the other direction. But the shock that white Americans are feeling right now, that vertiginous sense that the rules have changed, is not a shock they share. They knew. They have always known what this country is capable of when it stops pretending.

And yet — and this matters enormously — Black political organizing, especially in the South, has produced some of the most effective democratic resistance in American history. Not because the system ever fully worked for them, but in spite of it. That is not muscle memory for a democracy that delivered. That is something harder: the discipline and determination to keep fighting for something you have never been fully given. That tradition is part of this coalition too. It may be the most important part.

The awareness is rising faster than the oligarchy expected. That matters.


So what does an overthrow actually look like? Not the dramatic kind. Not the kind that makes for good movies. The kind that actually works.

It looks like Democrats winning several election cycles in a row. It looks like a faction — the no-corporate-money candidates, the ones willing to say out loud what most politicians only whisper — growing large enough inside the party to set the terms. They won’t be a majority right away. They don’t need to be. MAGA was never a majority of the Republican Party at first either. It was a loud, disciplined faction that pulled the entire party toward it through noise, repetition, and a willingness to make apostates pay. The difference is that this faction will have something MAGA never had: receipts.

Outrage about imaginary caravans is hard to prosecute. Outrage about documented crypto schemes, insider stock trades, a war that enriched the President’s sons while soldiers and civilians died, no-bid detention contracts awarded to companies that funded the inauguration — that has paperwork. That has depositions. That has the kind of investigators-in-suits television that holds attention even when people are tired.

The investigations will matter. Not because they’re satisfying — they rarely are, in the end — but because they buy time. They keep the spotlight on the grift while the slower, less telegenic work of actual governance happens: breaking up monopolies, taxing wealth back toward function, rebuilding what got hollowed out. None of that is sexy. All of it is necessary. The investigations are the dramatic arc that lets the structural work happen in the background, the way a good magician uses one hand to distract you from what the other hand is doing — except in this case, the other hand is actually trying to fix something.


There is a real problem, and it deserves naming directly. The billionaires own the pipes. The big media companies are largely in the hands of people who are comfortable with propaganda if it gets them ratings and keeps their taxes low. The algorithms are not neutral. The playing field for communication is tilted in ways that don’t show up in the box score but determine the outcome of the game.

And yet.

Movements always find a way to communicate. They found a way with pamphlets and underground newspapers. They found a way with pirate radio. They found a way with photocopied flyers slid under doors. What the movement has that money can’t fully replicate is authenticity — and authenticity travels. It travels because it feels true to people who are living the reality it describes. A $50 million ad buy tells you what to think. A neighbor who’s been paying attention tells you what she’s seen. Those are not the same thing, and people know the difference, even when they pretend they don’t.

They will find new ways to talk to each other. They always have. Even, if it comes to it, with pen and paper.

But there is something else worth saying here, something that doesn’t get said enough on the left: the market may help correct this on its own. Not out of conscience — markets don’t have those — but out of appetite. The oligarchs can consolidate big media. They can tilt the algorithms. They can make the mainstream pipes run in one direction. What they cannot easily do is manufacture demand for content that people don’t trust or don’t want. And most people — not the cult, but most people — are not happy with oligarchy. That is an enormous market, and capitalism, even in its current unhealthy state, wants to make money.

Bluesky grew because people were hungry for a place that felt less manipulated. Substack built an entire economy around writers who wanted to talk directly to readers without a billionaire’s editorial thumb on the scale. Nobody mandated those platforms. The market created them because the demand was there and the existing pipes weren’t meeting it. As long as someone writing a blog like this one doesn’t get arrested for it — and we are not there yet, though the direction is worth watching — there will always be a market for honesty, for dissent, for the kind of writing that tells people what they are already feeling but haven’t quite found the words for. A healthy capitalism would break up the monopolies so the market could represent everyone. But even an unhealthy capitalism follows the money. And the money is wherever the people are. Most of the people are not in the cult.


This is not a prediction that everything will be fine. It is not a promise that the good guys win. History is not a morality play, and the oligarchy has enormous resources and no particular conscience about how it uses them.

But it is worth saying, clearly, that we have been in bad places before. That the muscle memory for something better is still there, firing quietly in millions of people who are furious and paying attention. That a faction is forming. That the receipts exist. That movements find a way.

The oligarchy arrived. That’s the diagnosis. The prescription is harder and slower and less satisfying than we’d like. But it’s available. And some people, running for office right now on no corporate money and the radical proposition that honesty is worth something, have already started filling it.

The Party That Forgot to Show Up

I voted yesterday. It didn’t take long.

Three races — U.S. Senate, U.S. House, one judge. No local names on the Democratic ballot. Meanwhile, Republicans in Rowan County were choosing candidates for County Commissioner, Sheriff, Clerk of Court, and School Board. They were deciding something. They had a reason to show up.

Contested primaries matter beyond just picking a candidate. They:

  • Drive turnout — local names on the ballot bring neighbors to the polls who might otherwise stay home
  • Register voters — campaigns knock doors and find people who’ve never signed up
  • Attract unaffiliated voters — independents who pick a Democratic ballot in March are warmer to our candidates in November
  • Build campaign infrastructure — volunteers, donors, and name recognition that carry over into the general election

The statewide numbers were encouraging. Democrats outvoted Republicans across North Carolina 824,798 to 625,667. Roy Cooper cruised to the Senate nomination. It could be a blue wave year.

Not necessarily here.

  • Rowan Republicans: 11,773 primary votes
  • Rowan Democrats: 4,798 primary votes
  • Statewide Democrats: 824,798
  • Statewide Republicans: 625,667

The registration math explains some of that — Republicans outnumber Democrats roughly two to one in this county. But a third of our electorate is unaffiliated, and those voters can choose which primary ballot to take. Yesterday, we gave them nothing to choose.

We do have bright spots. Three Democratic candidates for County Commissioner is a genuine breakthrough. A State House candidate. Others stepping up for the fall. I believe in them and I’m pulling for them.

2026 isn’t lost. The statewide environment is favorable and our candidates are good. But the primary was a missed opportunity.

Stateless at Wimbledon, Disappeared in Los Angeles

As of this writing, six women remain in the Wimbledon draw. Three of them are listed as “neutral athletes.” That is, they are not allowed to be associated with a country.

Sabalenka, Without a Flag

Aryna Sabalenka, top seed and current world number one, grew up in Belarus and trained at the National Tennis Academy in Minsk. She’s now in the semi-finals.

I wouldn’t be here if my grandparents hadn’t immigrated from Minsk. Before 1941, Minsk was a city with a majority Jewish population. During the Nazi occupation, over 100,000 Jews were murdered. Today, the city has two million people — and only 13,000 Jews.

Because Belarus supports Russia’s invasion of Ukraine, Wimbledon doesn’t list Sabalenka’s country next to her name. It’s a symbolic act of solidarity with Ukraine.

Andreeva and the Zone

Mirra Andreeva, 18, was born in Krasnoyarsk and moved to Moscow to train. She now lives in France — and like Sabalenka, she plays under a neutral designation. She’s handling grass courts remarkably well, returning drop shots one inch from the turf with softly placed, precision lobs.

In her match against Emma Navarro, a U.S. player from a country Wimbledon does recognize, Andreeva was so focused that she didn’t realize she’d won. She walked back to position for the next point as Navarro approached the net to shake hands.

At Roland Garros, Andreeva stood strong against a rowdy French crowd cheering for their Cinderella story, Loïs Boisson. But the cheers turned to boos, and even if she expected it, it clearly rattled her. She lives and trains in France, but loyalty and belonging are complicated — especially for a teenager with no official country.

Samsonova’s Split Identity

Liudmila Samsonova has lived in Italy her whole life. Her family moved from Russia to Turin when she was one. She’s never had Italian citizenship, and now, as far as the tennis world is concerned, she has no country at all.

The Italian and Russian tennis federations both decided she represents Russia. Samsonova, now 26, laughed about it at her Wimbledon press conference. “I’m Italian,” she said. “For Italian people, it’s something crazy. It’s not even in the…” She reached toward the sky, searching for words. “It’s impossible to dream about this.”

This is her best showing at a Grand Slam. She may be eliminated by the time anyone reads this — facing off against Iga Świątek, who, unlike Samsonova, is listed with a country. Poland.

Countryless and Crushing It

All three of these neutral athletes are exceptional.

Sabalenka dominates with raw power — the hardest hitter in women’s tennis. But it’s not just force. She’s precise, calculated, and rarely makes mistakes.

Andreeva is dangerous at 18, especially on grass. She could give Sabalenka a serious challenge — she may even beat her.

My prediction? Two women without countries will meet in the finals. And a woman from Neutral will win.

From Tennis to Tragedy

Wimbledon’s choice to remove flags is a form of protest. Russia’s aggression in Ukraine demands response. Atrocities must be called out — in every possible way, as loudly as possible. Unlike Trump — who, until recently, refused to criticize Russia — the UK takes that aggression seriously.

But what about countries that commit atrocities on their own people?

Reverse Coup in Los Angeles

Right now, Los Angeles is under federal occupation. Not figuratively — literally. ICE, the National Guard, and even U.S. Marines have taken over enforcement duties. Not because of riots or unrest. Not because the LAPD or California National Guard asked for help.

It’s a reverse coup — the federal government seizing control of a city from the inside, without a single shot fired. Masked ICE teams are detaining immigrants indiscriminately: some documented, some undocumented, many on their way to court to renew their status. Some are U.S. citizens. They are picked up at work, from job sites and kitchens, detained in secret facilities, and funneled into for-profit prisons.

The majority are Hispanic. It looks  like a human rights atrocity.

Time to Ban the U.S.?

FIFA banned Russia from international soccer competitions, including the World Cup. In the past, countries have been barred for human rights abuses — South Africa was banned for thirty years because of Apartheid.

The U.S. is scheduled to host the World Cup in 2026. In Los Angeles, the host city, human rights are under siege.

If this continues — if entire communities are disappeared by federal forces — the world should take notice. And FIFA should act.

If Sabalenka can’t list Belarus by her name, and Russia can’t play in the World Cup, maybe it’s time to ask whether the United States should be allowed to host it.

The Only Thing Left Is Hate

On July 4th, 2025, while most Americans celebrated independence, Donald Trump gave a speech in Iowa where he flatly stated: “I hate the Democrats.” For years, he has used dehumanizing language—calling political opponents “vermin,” migrants “animals,” and journalists “enemies of the people.” But this declaration crossed a new line. It wasn’t just rhetoric. It came on the very day he signed a sweeping bill that slashes healthcare, cuts school funding, expands private prisons, and funnels $175 billion to ICE for mass arrests and detentions. In authoritarian regimes, this is what happens when policy fails or becomes too unpopular to sell: the message shifts from solutions to scapegoats. The only thing left is hate.

From Policy to Punishment
What’s in the new law?

  • $175 billion to ICE for mass detention and deportation infrastructure.
  • Massive cuts to SNAP (food assistance), Medicaid, and public school funding—programs that are broadly popular across party lines.
  • New tax breaks heavily favoring billionaires and corporations.

This is legislation designed to hurt the poor, the sick, and the working class. The cruelty is the point—and it’s increasingly accompanied by propaganda that shifts blame away from those in power and onto political enemies.

As one widely shared comment puts it: They want you to hate the people who would protect your health care, your schools, your wages, and your rights.

Dehumanization as a Political Strategy
Trump has long trafficked in dehumanization:

  • In 2015, he called Mexican immigrants “rapists.”
  • In 2018, he referred to immigrants as “animals.”
  • In 2023, he said he would be a dictator “on day one.”
  • In 2024, he claimed “vermin” were destroying the country—language used in Nazi propaganda.

Now in 2025, “I hate the Democrats” is the distilled message. Not “I disagree.” Not “they’re wrong.” But hate. It’s not just an insult anymore—it’s a directive to his followers.

Who Are the Targets?
The GOP’s enemies list has grown:

  • Democrats, broadly labeled as evil or treasonous.
  • Immigrants, including green card holders and naturalized citizens—some even stripped of their status in legally dubious ways.
  • Trans people, whose very existence is used to inflame and distract.
  • Teachers, librarians, scientists, journalists—anyone who challenges the narrative or presents facts.

These attacks aren’t about debate or disagreement. They’re about silencing, erasure, and control.

The Infrastructure of Authoritarianism
Trump’s policies now fund what amounts to a domestic police state:

  • Private prison companies are booming again.
  • ICE raids target workplaces, clinics, and schools—not criminals, but communities.
  • Naturalized citizens risk losing their citizenship based on vague claims of fraud.
  • Protesters, dissenters, and even journalists are increasingly described as threats.

This mirrors tactics used in Venezuela, Hungary, and other backsliding democracies. Immigrants from places like Cuba, Russia, and Haiti often recognize the signs before most Americans do. Many Europeans, too—especially those whose parents or grandparents lived under authoritarian regimes—carry a deeper cultural memory of what it means to lose democratic freedoms.

What Can Stop This?
It’s clear that Congress or the courts will not save us, although some judges and attorneys are certainly trying. And as the right consolidates power—from gerrymandered legislatures to a Supreme Court willing to give presidents immunity—hope shifts back to the people.

The historical comparisons are grim. But sometimes, it comes down to the people—not just in the streets, but in everyday life, choosing not to cooperate with tyranny. Sometimes the turning point is when ordinary people decide it’s not okay to work for thugs, or when communities begin to shame the institutions and systems enforcing oppression.

  • The Civil Rights Movement changed law and culture through collective action, despite opposition from courts and Congress.
  • Solidarity in Poland helped bring down a regime through strikes, organizing, and cultural resistance.
  • The Velvet Revolution in Czechoslovakia peacefully overthrew authoritarian rule with broad-based, sustained protest.

Fascism often implodes under its own weight, but not before causing enormous harm. The challenge is acting early enough—and courageously enough—to stop it before the collapse comes.

The question is: Will enough people speak up—before it’s too late?

Where We Are

Hate is not a policy. It’s not a solution. It’s the final refuge of a movement that has nothing left to offer. Trump didn’t just say the quiet part out loud—he made it the main message: hate the other side. But millions of us know better. We know democracy depends on disagreement without dehumanization. On compassion. On truth.

I’ll admit: part of me is afraid to publish this. That fear is a sign of how far we’ve slipped. But I also know that silence is what lets this take root.

So we speak up. We push back. And we remember: authoritarianism depends on silence. Let’s not be silent.

What Happens When You Ask AI to Write a Roosevelt Speech for 2028?

93 years ago, Franklin D. Roosevelt, a man born to great wealth, ran for president promising to redistribute the wealth of the United States. He did just that — putting people to work, sending out checks, lifting the country from the Great Depression, winning World War II, creating a new world order, and ushering in an era of growth and prosperity.

But he would not have said, “I’m going to tax the rich and provide unemployment insurance to hungry families.”

Had he articulated his policies that bluntly, Roosevelt might not have beaten Hoover in a landslide.

I asked ChatGPT to imagine a speech Roosevelt might give if he were alive today and running for president in 2028.

Here’s the speech:

My fellow Americans,

In this age of innovation and abundance, we face not a failure of resources, but a failure of leadership.

We have witnessed the recklessness of tariffs levied without reason, the collapse of markets under the weight of ignorance, and the rise of a government that serves the privileged few while the many are left to fend for themselves.

Those who seek to profit from public trust — who treat the highest offices in our land as little more than an auction block for personal gain — have no rightful claim to lead a free people.

They have pitted wealth against work, privilege against opportunity, and corruption against the common good.

And beyond our shores, a new and dangerous alliance gathers — not of free peoples, but of tyrants old and new.

We see the iron grip of foreign powers tightening over Belarus, over Hungary, and reaching again for Ukraine. We see foreign hands seeking to guide our own destiny, to turn the United States from a beacon of freedom into a pawn of authoritarian ambition.

Let us be clear: this is not merely a different time. It is the same ancient struggle — between liberty and tyranny, between democracy and dictatorship — and it has come home to our own soil.

I say to you: America shall not be ruled by fear, nor by foreign masters, nor by men who would trade our birthright of freedom for a fleeting advantage.

We shall renew the American promise:

  • A nation where health is a right, not a privilege;

  • Where education opens every door, not just those of the rich;

  • Where work is rewarded with dignity, not degradation;

  • And where democracy, not autocracy, lights the path of the world.

We will ask those who have reaped the greatest rewards to contribute fairly — a duty owed not only to their neighbors but to the future of liberty itself.

Together, we shall redeem the promise of America, and with it, the promise of the free world.

Let us embark on this journey — steadfast in our resolve, fearless in our purpose, and united in the spirit of true American renewal.

A Weaponized Easter: What Trump’s Holiday Message Really Tells Us

In times of crisis or conflict, political leaders often use holidays as a pause — a moment to reflect, unify, or soften rhetoric. Easter, a day that celebrates renewal, compassion, and grace, is one of those times.

This year, Donald Trump offered no such pause.

His Easter message, posted publicly, was not a greeting. It was a broadside — a diatribe against immigrants, political opponents, judges, and even the president of the United States, framed sarcastically as a holiday wish.

“Happy Easter to all, including the Radical Left Lunatics who are fighting and scheming so hard to bring Murderers, Drug Lords, Dangerous Prisoners, the Mentally Insane, and well known MS-13 Gang Members and Wife Beaters, back into our Country.

Happy Easter also to the WEAK and INEFFECTIVE Judges and Law Enforcement Officials who are allowing this sinister attack on our Nation to continue, an attack so violent that it will never be forgotten!

Sleepy Joe Biden purposefully allowed Millions of CRIMINALS to enter our Country, totally unvetted and unchecked, through an Open Borders Policy that will go down in history as the single most calamitous act ever perpetrated upon America.

He was, by far, our WORST and most Incompetent President, a man who had absolutely no idea what he was doing — But to him, and to the person that ran and manipulated the Auto Pen (perhaps our REAL President!), and to all of the people who CHEATED in the 2020 Presidential Election in order to get this highly destructive Moron Elected, I wish you, with great love, sincerity, and affection, a very Happy Easter!!!”

Let’s be clear: This is not ordinary political rhetoric. This is disinformation wrapped in holiday sarcasm — and its structure and purpose are familiar to anyone who’s studied authoritarian propaganda.

1. Scapegoating and Dehumanization

The language here reduces human beings to labels: murderers, drug lords, mentally insane, wife beaters. It lumps immigrants, political rivals, and government officials into a single, monstrous caricature — suggesting that they are not just opponents, but existential threats.

Historically, this is a classic move: define the “enemy within,” strip them of complexity or humanity, and blame them for all that is wrong.

In 1930s Germany, Nazi propaganda turned Jews, Roma, and political dissidents into symbols of social decay. Once a group is dehumanized, state violence becomes easier to justify.

2. Erosion of Institutions

The tweet attacks judges and law enforcement officials, labeling them as weak and complicit in a national downfall. The purpose is not to criticize specific decisions — it’s to delegitimize entire systems of justice and law.

Autocrats throughout history have used this approach: discredit the courts, neutralize legislative oversight, and place blame on “traitors” within. When people no longer trust these systems, the only remaining solution becomes a “strongman.”

This rhetoric also employs authoritarian framing — positioning Trump as the only one who sees clearly, who understands the “real” crisis, while the rest of the system is either blind, corrupt, or complicit. It’s a strategy designed to erode trust in every institution but the speaker himself.

3. Mockery of Empathy

Perhaps the most chilling part of the message is the tone. The phrase “with great love, sincerity, and affection, a very Happy Easter” is laced with obvious contempt. This isn’t just sarcasm. It’s a deliberate inversion of a sacred holiday — one that traditionally asks people to forgive, not condemn.

Authoritarian movements often replace grace with grievance. They invert values, celebrating cruelty as strength and mocking calls for compassion as weakness. This isn’t incidental; it’s strategic.

4. Dangerous Familiarity

This kind of rhetoric doesn’t appear overnight. It builds slowly — normalized through repetition, bolstered by loyal media ecosystems, and dismissed by critics as “just words.”

But history teaches us that language like this is not harmless. It lays the groundwork for more serious abuses of power. We are already witnessing mass detentions, politicized courts, and immigration crackdowns that mirror some of history’s darkest chapters.

When hate is disguised as holiday cheer, it’s not just inappropriate — it’s a warning.

Conclusion: Naming It Matters

This message — on Easter, of all days — wasn’t just distasteful. It was a public display of authoritarian-style propaganda: scapegoating, dehumanization, institutional attack, and moral inversion.

It’s easy to ignore these signs when they come one tweet at a time. But the longer we pretend this is normal, the more we allow it to become so.

There’s a reason these patterns feel familiar. We’ve seen them before.

And history doesn’t forgive silence.

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Written with the assistance of ChatGPT by OpenAI. This content was developed in collaboration with AI to help articulate a perspective grounded in historical awareness and democratic values.