A riff off of The U.S.A white culture war, explained.

I love my fellow non-Right-wingers who fly the American flag—the ol’ red-white-and-blue—these days. The white men built this country folk love co-opting our country’s symbolism. They know they have no claim over any of it, but that’s the fun.

Whatever owns the libs, keeps Trump-humpers away from the ledge, and scuttles talk about the Epstein files.

When people who are not MAGA fly the American flag and wear gear that features our country’s iconography, they take “ownership” away from MAGA and Elon Musk fanboys. Yes, incels, lefties can own t-shirts with ferocious-looking bald eagles on them, too. The unwritten contract MAGA signed with the super-wealthy doesn’t seem as iron-clad and the feelings of exclusivity peter out at the sight of Americana on people who they don’t consider American. The not-as-wealthy ones aren’t in this for long-term financial gain. They want ego trips NOW. These ego trips get tripped up at the sight of non-MAGA dressing like members of their little club.

The GOP wants to hint that every dead white man who wielded influence while on this plane of existence backed their cause, from the day they were born until the moment their vanilla-white hearts stopped beating. Those who possess this mindset never say “100% of dead white men” but they sure hope their over-confident sales pitches seed the idea in listeners’ minds.

That smell in the air? Desperation reeks.

Their need to seem overwhelming, like they dominate the masses, has an antidote. This antidote is like Colt .45. It works every time.

Truth. The Big Lie can’t win out in the end when its opponent is truth. And one truth that can be told is this: not every dead white guy was a white-nationalist, woman-hating, insecure asshole. Some dead white guys were humans. The fellas I’m talking about saw trickle-down economics as a buncha bullshit and felt shame when thinking of our country’s racist DNA. They saw equality as a worthwhile goal and saw through those other now-dead white men who touted the mysterious super-powers of wealthy patriarchs.

The USA is not some Temu version of Nazi Germany, as much as fascists and their neoliberal silent partners want it to be. Diversity scares them, and diversity of thought within the white demographic adds a layer to their existential fears.

To the MAGAts who whine-and-pine for a civil war, I’ll clue you in. Our side sees how fake your game plan is, too. You see it as fake, which feeds the thrill. That thrill fizzles when our side reminds you of a fact: you just want to dial 911 on all of us. You are hinging your desire to make sense of your sadness on hoping some type of law-enforcement-led pogrom will release that pent-up rage.

NEWSFLASH: it won’t. This is why our side does not indulge you. If you choose to let that ugly energy fester, keep at it. Spike your blood pressure. Looks painful. I wish you the best. (I mean this somewhat sarcastically and somewhat sincerely.)

Here’s why I, as a white dude, hate the phrase “white culture”. Culturally, I think of myself as an Irish-American. While I got some other blood in me, it’s mostly Irish blood running through my veins. What I love most about considering myself an Irish-American centers on the importance of the second word. I have pride in the first word, too. But the second word makes it special. The second word is my commonality with German-Americans, Dutch-Americans, Italian-Americans, Greek-Americans, etc.—but that commonality is also with African-Americans, Mexican-Americans, Native-Americans, South Asian-Americans, East Asian-Americans, Arab-Americans, and every other person in this country who has a heartbeat and a soul.

That second word tells me that I am a citizen of a country that, on the one hand was founded as a slaveowners’ paradise which would commit genocide to seize land. However, tour founding documents also articulated possibility, a new paradigm when it came to what countries could be. In the decades since the beginning, citizens, including children of immigrants and descendants of slaves, added to the conversation about the USA’s unique potential. Many times in our history, the United States of America showed it might be able to evolve and honor those lofty words. But the moment a person adds whiteness as a qualifier, the magic dies. The remaining cheap knockoff isn’t as powerful. The Nazis exploited an authentic German mojo that spawned from “Germania” a place named by the Romans 2000 years ago. Germania scared the piss out of the Romans. When White America tries to bogart that German mojo and pass it off as “American Exceptionalism”, the mojo dies. Diversity fuels the USA’s mojo.

One sad part about life in the USA in July, 2026 is seeing so many people identify with that small minority of white men at the financial pyramid’s top who would not piss on them if they were on fire.

Democrats: let’s win big in November.

Earlier posts:
• Sith Rebirth, my Star Wars fanfiction story.
• Are you in your twenties and wondering what’s up with your parents?
• A gigantic thank you, from me to Rush Limbaugh.
• World events since I released my first book.
• Open letter to a selfie of my drunk-ass self, taken on August 11th, 2001.

I write fiction and have a dark comedy series available, Fearkiller (Volume 1) and Notes from Trillionaire Island: Fearkiller (Volume 2), as well as Revolutionizer Alpha, the first book in a sci-fi series. I also wrote a story about God. It was weird, but then I decided to make the story and its sequel free. And all of the sudden, it didn’t seem as weird. Writing about God is much less weird when you write about God without charging money for it. Here’s my professional site, my trade. Follow me on Medium.