How do you change the mind of a right-wing extremist in America today?

How do you change the mind of a right-wing extremist in America today? How do you change the mind of a die hard Trump voter? You don’t. It’s a waste of your time and you have better things to do. We are not going to unite as a country any time soon after what has happened.

I was raised in the eighties to be a right-wing extremist like my father. I was sent to an extreme right-wing (John Birch Society) summer camp where I was brainwashed to be a heartless and paranoid conservative prick like my dad. I used to believe that homosexuals, atheists, immigrants, liberals and anyone who wasn’t white like us, were out to take away our rights as good, God-fearing Americans. When I heard the words humanist, environmentalist, feminist, educated and equal or civil rights, I’d get irritated, suspicious and angry.

I was taught that if someone challenged my statements or beliefs, they did so because they were scared or intimidated and were afraid of the cold hard truth. I was taught that liberals and democrats were brainwashed and trained to ignore the truths regarding what was really going on in America. Arguing with a liberal was a complete waste of time, my dad would say. They were too dumb, too brainwashed and there was no way that we could change their minds. Every time someone argued with me about anything, I felt contempt. I felt ridiculed. I felt like they were telling me I was stupid and wrong. I felt like they were telling me that my parents and everything that I knew to be true was a lie. Just having someone argue with me or having my point of view challenged made me angry – regardless of the facts presented. I was taught not to believe your facts.ap_16285023668308

If you are wondering how to deal with a member of America’s extreme right, forget it. It’s a waste of your time. In fact, the harder you try to convince a right-winger or a Trump voter that he’s destroying America, the more they’ll support him and argue and belittle you. As much as we all want every American to be mature, compassionate and to only believe in real facts, it’s not going to happen anytime soon. They think of us as their enemies. The GOP has been overthrown by the extreme right and they have zero interest in working together in actually keeping America great.

It’s taken me over three decades to reject the filth, paranoia and brainwashing that my dad, the extremist John Birch Society and the National Rifle Association emphasized. Both of my parents hate me for rejecting their nonsense. If I was more like them or Donald Trump, Timothy McVeigh, Ted Cruz, Ted Nugent or David Duke – they’d be happy. Since I was seventeen (I’m 48 today), I’ve worked hard to not be anything like my dad. I’ve countered much of the ideology and negativity that was ingrained in me, but it’s been a struggle overcoming the lack of reasonable and honest judgment that was omitted from my upbringing.161107-thegist-trumpvoter-jpg-crop-promo-xlarge2

Had I stayed the course, been loyal to his ideals, there’s no question in my mind that I’d be dead or would have demonstrated a similar catastrophic terror like that of Timothy McVeigh, the “good son,” for example. If I hadn’t died, I would’ve had some significant role with the Tea Party crowd and the current wave of right-wing extremism eroding and taking over this country. Dad always warned me about the future of America and said that action was necessary to keep our country free. If I had continued living in his version of America, I might have blown up buildings, killed certain people or sought political office to make him proud and to save the Republic.

I first began writing my thoughts down in 2011 in a journal after getting extremely frustrated with both of my parents when visiting with them for family events. I was also freaked during the 2012 Presidential election when a few of the candidates where speaking nonsense and hate – things that I had heard when I was an impressionable teen. That 2012 election revealed a lot about America when extremism began making the gradual shift to mainstream and their cause gained a serious amount of traction.

Over time, it became obvious that I was writing a book about the role my parents (most specifically my dad) played during my childhood, intentionally or not, in corrupting my life by molding me to be just like them. I shudder to think of what sort of person I would be today had I not escaped the influence of my upbringing. I’ve always known that there was something wrong with my parents. Had I not come to understand this, I’d likely be dead, in prison or be a right-wing extremist politician.

“Hate or Be Hated: How I Survived Right-Wing Extremism,” is my story of being raised by a paranoid white-trash hillbilly in the woods of Western Washington preparing for the impending communist invasion or overthrow of our country. 100% of all book sale proceeds are going to the ACLU. It’s a book on how it took thirty years to undo the right-wing brainwashing I endured as a child. It’s my memoir that gives a glimpse into what kind of family produces Americans who are primed to believe fake news and put their trust into anyone who seems as angry as they are. This book is about my personal journey and the way these attitudes directly caused so much suffering in my own life as well as how they are still influencing the choices and decisions being made by a large percentage of people in this country today. It’s a story about my anger and embarrassment over who I was and how I was raised in an environment that didn’t value empathy, honesty and caring. I am angry and embarrassed that on some level, I still want my dad to be proud of me.

Only in the past few years have I been able to look back over the life I’ve lived so far and seriously examine my childhood. I’ve had to come to terms with the thoughts, decisions and actions that were a direct reflection of what my parents taught me as a young boy. This examination has been stressful, unsettling and has brought to the surface a lot of deep-seated anger which I’ve carried most of my life. I never understood it at all until recently. No child should experience the paranoia, despair and isolation that Dad instilled in me. No child should be taught by radical right-wing American extremists that the only options in this life are to “hate or be hated.”2016111418303126598_w700

The United States of America has undergone a major upheaval and most people are still struggling to understand what the hell happened. What’s happened is done. The Republicans won and we need to get over that and never quit fighting to save this country. The only issue left at hand is that all of us, the Democratic Party and all progressives and true lovers of freedom must get unified now or we’re going to be looking at more than just four years of this terrifying shit storm. We have to work together. All of us. Just like they did.

JG Daniel was born at Fort Lewis, WA in 1968. “Hate or Be Hated: How I Survived Right-Wing Extremism” is his first book. Visit https://www.facebook.com/hateorbehated for more information.

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