First in a series.
The first semi-theatrical debate of our two presidential candidates took place two nights ago.
We have come to a point where we listen less and look more to find out:
- Who was well-dressed,
- Who had the best makeup,
- Who benefited from skillfully injected Botox or fillers,
- Highlights,
- Colors and hairdos,
- Who pushed more effectively,
- And who punched back better?
Besides these entertainment debates, many problems haunting our country continue quietly. No one talks about them or does anything about them.
However, none of the fiery reporters or politicians goes after these problems.
They are afraid of being tagged or of or losing voters.
So much discourse, we are told, is ot correct politically.
I am not going to talk about refugees or illegals in America!
Why? Because it is not politically correct.
G-d forbid.
They will think I am racist!
Anyone who knows me will admit that I am not a racist.
Besides, my mother and my grandmother were the sole survivors of the Armenian Genocide in Iran.
They experienced the extreme cruelty of Ottoman Turks.
They ended up becoming refugees, another controversial term in this election season.
I am not expecting any votes or positions.
Therefore I am free to talk the truth about some of these problems.
I will talk about Iranian refugees, friends I have known.
(To be continued)
Rosemary Hartounian Cohen, who lives in the Fairfax District, received her Ph.D in sociology from the Sorbonne in Paris. She lived in two other countries before moving, with her husband and four children, to Los Angeles in 1984. She has published five books in America. Since 1985, she has operated Atelier de Paris, an international art business, on Robertson Boulevard. Her email address is Rosemary@atelierdeparis.com.
