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Was booing Trump fair? Yes. And it felt so damn good.

Was booing Trump fair? Yes. And it felt so damn good.

After Trump was booed at a Nationals Park game last weekend, a national debate about civility emerged. Here's why throwing civility to the wind was important.

When they go low, we go high. Sure - unless it's so deeply satisfying to hear a stadium full of reasonable people chanting, "Lock him up, lock him up!" For those of us who have been following United States President Donald Trump's journey from the campaign trail all the way to the White House - and you know, have a basic sense of empathy - you're probably a little angry. By which I mean, you're probably incredibly frustrated. Impassioned. Furious. Outraged, even. Whether it was when he proposed the Muslim ban or started locking immigrant children in cages, there have been many points throughout his Presidential tenure that made us wish there was something tangible we could do. All that fury, bubbling and brewing, finally erupted at the Nationals Park during Game 5 of the World Series on Sunday night.



 

Look, I understand the debate. Was all the chanting and booing actually warranted? Or did it mark the sad day political norms in America officially died? After all, would I, a liberal Democrat, still be standing up for all those in the stands had the roles been reversed somehow? If the stadium were filled with Republicans chanting "lock her up" at former Presidential candidate Hillary Clinton, for instance, of course, I wouldn't be this lecherous in my excitement. And that's because context matters. Those standing on the other side criticizing liberals for paying no heed to so-called "political norms" forget all the rules Trump himself has flouted.



 

When he decided executive orders were enough to pass policy, declared a national emergency to build his beloved US-Mexico border wall, or, as we are learning now, bribed foreign diplomats in order to get what he wants, he told Americans that he did not care about democratic protocol. He told us that the very fabric of what makes our country so great simply didn't matter. And what do we do to or about a President who doesn't care about the democracy he's supposed to protect? We boo him. We heckle. We chant. We take to the streets, as so many of us already have. And we let him know he is not welcome here.



 

 



 

As he looked around that Nationals Park stadium, the President realized he was no longer surrounded by his MAGA cap-wearing fanboys. "But what about civility in sports? What about my beloved baseball game?" The fanboys squeal. A baseball game won't protect Trump from confronting all the sins - political or otherwise - that he's committed. As much as some may try to suggest that politics don't belong on our sports fields, they couldn't be more wrong. The personal is political. When ex-NFLer Colin Kaepernick took a knee, when Ellen joked around with former President George W. Bush at a game, or when a crowd of enraged anti-Trumpers wanted him to know that he's not making America great again. I'm not saying I'm totally proud of the almost sadistic pleasure I felt when I saw President Trump's face, downtrodden and embarrassed when he heard the chanting. It just felt like justice had finally been served, ice-cold, in some form or another. Now, it's time to focus on impeaching that you-know-what.



 

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