I can’t help from feeling pity for Crystal Minon. She’s a human being living check to check in a northern Florida town ravaged by last year’s hurricane. She opens her mouth and hot garbage pours out:
A few miles away, another prison employee, Crystal Minton, accompanied her fiancé to a friend’s house to help clear the remnants of a metal roof mangled by the hurricane. Ms. Minton, a 38-year-old secretary, said she had obtained permission from the warden to put off her Mississippi duty until early February because she is a single mother caring for disabled parents. Her fiancé plans to take vacation days to look after Ms. Minton’s 7-year-old twins once she has to go to work.
The shutdown on top of the hurricane has caused Ms. Minton to rethink a lot of things.
“I voted for him, and he’s the one who’s doing this,” she said of Mr. Trump. “I thought he was going to do good things. He’s not hurting the people he needs to be hurting.”
On one hand, a compassionate interpretation of the last sentence would allow for this woman thinking she doesn’t deserve to be on the receiving end of the president’s ingratitude. But there’s no mitigating the unforced cruelty. I don’t believe worrying about poverty or even poverty itself makes one lapse into a reflexive need for revenge, but I do believe conservatism for sixty years has coaxed out, encouraged, and molded these lapses. Modern conservatism exists to hornswoggle voters into confusing self-reliance with selfishness, motivate the white poor to blame the browner poor for the state of things, and to obscure its leaders’ intentions of cutting more taxes for themselves.