Howard Shotts
Stover
Dear Editor:
There is a sickness called TDS, or Trump Derangement Syndrome. It is real, and it effects millions, and is easily cured by reason, logic and a bit of common sense. But, alas, it is not to be, for they, like the valley people in the song, "One Tin Soldier," and somehow, like them, think the mountain people have something that is theirs and they want, and intend to get it by any means. The reprise goes like this: "Go ahead and hate your neighbor, go ahead and cheat a friend, do it in the name of heaven, you can justify it in the end. There won't be any trumpets blowing, come the judgment day, on the bloody morning after One Tin Soldier rides away."
In the story, the valley people believe the mountain people have a great treasure and are willing to do anything to get it. The mountain people say they will share. Not good enough, say the valley people, so they mount their horses, charge up the mountain and kill all the mountain people, upon finding the treasure they seek, and turning over the rock hiding it, all they find is a plaque saying, "Peace on Earth."
Like the valley people, TDS sufferers think the other side has a great treasure, the election, that rightfully belongs to them as they won the popular vote, meaning they do not even understand the very logical reason for having the Electoral College. Well, because we have the right to impeach your president, we will do that, even though the clear "evidence" has been proven to be a paid-for lie. Finally, only a tiny bit of research would show the recent story in The Atlantic was false in almost every respect. But, no, when you have TDS, you have no time to look for truth or reason. What you do is mount your horses and do whatever is necessary to get what you want, whether it is yours or not, and if that means you kill the mountain people, well, to them, that is not a price too high.