… we are diverse America who are alarmed and anxious that your new administration will not protect us, our planet, our children, our parents, or defend us and uphold our inalienable rights …

Brandon Victor Dixon

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John Wilkes Booth, an actor, shot and killed President Abraham Lincoln in Ford’s Theatre on Good Friday, April 14, 1965 – five days after the South surrendered to the North ending the American Civil War.

How the worm turns.

Politically oriented actors and American theatres do not mix well.

One might imagine that an actor with a highly privileged secondary education at the very discriminating and very expensive St. Alban’s Preparatory School at the Episcopal Washington Cathedral and an Ivy League bachelor’s degree might know something about American history, bigotry, religious narrative, Christ, constitutional government, fellowship, friendship, manners and good taste.  But alas that is apparently not the case as far as Mr. Dixon and his thespian colleagues are concerned.

You see, said Mr. Dixon, of the extraordinary class of the privileged, chose bad taste and hostility as his voice in addressing one theatre patron, elected Vice President Michael Pence, in a manner that further extended the divisions that the Democrat Party of the Left and its mavens have been exploiting now since 1968.

Dixon’s words well impressed that he has, as his trade requires, learned the lines of the Left oh so well.  He is, as he says, not an American but a diverse American – a declaration that says: my identity is special and covers claims that villains among us crouch ready to attack me, and my way of being.  Balderdash.

The trite lessons of division are precisely what lost in the past electoral event so that being One in America might prosper.

Indeed, our thespian presents as one of the snowflakes who feel anxious and alarmed, fearful that others will deprive them of their idiosyncracies, that they may not be catered to like prize tea roses – fragile and pure.

One wonders how fragile and defenseless claims attend to the urban rioters in Portland, Oregon, who are much of the same disposition as the privileged Mr. Dixon.

And, indeed, there is the Hilliarian invocation of the need to “protect the children,” and “the planet” and extend their “inalienable rights” to any habit or articulation pursued regardless of its destructiveness or demands on others – like those of faith, the Little Sisters of the Poor, illustratively.

What we have here is Mr. Dixon casting aspersions on a man he does not know and all those Fellow Americans who voted in good faith for him and his running mate.

Mr. Dixon’s words convey the Leftist tactic of character attack and assassination, not the olive branch of good will and promised cooperation, or the appropriate and adult extension of friendship and offers of collaboration.  Mr. Dixon and those with his politics seem to make “war not peace” their habitual refrain.

The fact is this: the Left is bent on getting its own way at the price of continued destruction and hostility … nary a thought of “malice toward none.”

John Wilkes Booth, an actor, shot and killed President Abraham Lincoln on Good Friday, April 14, 1965 …  Lessons ignored too often require repetition.