As the president’s war on immigrants escalates, it seems that Trump’s creepy crawly Senior Advisor Stephen Miller is on the ascendancy in the White House.
Miller appears to have been one of the major architects behind the new policy horror that is the intentional separation of undocumented families and the mass imprisonment of children in concentration camps.
This is the same Miller that attacked the Statue of Liberty because he doesn’t like the pro-immigration poem inscribed at its base. He is, in every sense and by every quantifiable metric, a thoroughly vile creature, better suited to molting in a basement somewhere than prowling through the hallways of 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue.
Trump, for his part, seems perfectly content to let Miller form the nucleus for far too many of his policies and rhetoric. Both men must be held accountable for their program of systematic, state-sponsored kidnapping and abuse of children.
The United States is a supposed to be a nation that welcomes immigrants, that offers people from around the world a chance to pursue a better life not only for themselves but for their children and children’s children. Miller wants a white nation for white people, and he can’t be allowed to continue working towards that fascist goal.
Thankfully, outrage is building and public opinion seems to be reaching a tipping point. Today, Cindy McCain, the wife of the ailing Senator John McCain (R-AZ), took to Twitter to take an oblique shot at Trump and his bigoted administration. Her message was simple but poignant. She evoked “The New Colossus,” the sonnet by Emma Lazarus that sits at the base of the Statue of Liberty. It was a much-needed reminder of what this nation must continue to strive to be.
The plaque at the base of the Statue of Liberty reads: “Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, the wretched refuse of your teeming shore,” she wrote. “Send these, the homeless, tempest-tossed to me, I lift my lamp beside the golden door!”
— Cindy McCain (@cindymccain) June 19, 2018
The poem in its entirety reminds us what we can and should be as a country, and provides a light forward.
“Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame,
With conquering limbs astride from land to land;
Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand
A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame
Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name
MOTHER OF EXILES. From her beacon-hand
Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command
The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame.
“Keep, ancient lands, your storied pomp!” cries she
With silent lips. “Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me,
I lift my lamp beside the golden door!”
This country needs to remember what it’s supposed to be, and it needs to remember right now. Trump and the GOP are ripping our national spirit up by the roots, and unless they’re voted out of office we will soon live in an unrecognizable moral and cultural wasteland.