The Naked Emperor's Intervention

Oh my goodness! I was just thinking about Erik Erikson, psychoanalyst and essayist, and his social analysis thing about the U.S. stuck in perpetual competitive in-grown culture-ungrown adolescence. And Erikson suddenly reminded me of one of my dreams last night. When The Donald and a few black-suited security robots visited AllSouls sanctuary. I was singing in the choir to the choir as white-privileged usual. But, when he slurped in our ecofeminist minister invited him to "Grow up!" "Stop acting like a junior high military school bully. Let go of the golf clubs and take up surfing. Have more fun without passing your unpaid bill on to already unhappy un-privileged depreciated ungreat over-populations. Go back to private life. Learn how to actively love and healthily entertain your own family with Win/Win non-violent communication games and organic garden planning and integral Permaculture Design practices, and cooperative ownership, and compassionate self-management. Try appreciating (not depreciating) some health/wealth organic farming property." "Go back to school and learn some basic Win/Win community health-organizing techniques for non-violent resilient communicating with what you say and what you listen to and what you do and what you choose not to do still matters to EarthTribe's future healthy outcomes." "Stop pretending to be a Win/Lose adolescent still trying to remember your Win/Win hopes and dreams when you were just out of your EarthMother gasping for your first in and out rebalancing breath." "I am not your disappointing mother! We are not your emotionally neglectful and inaccessible parents. Stop punishing us for not worshiping the ground your Win/Lose ZeroSum soul walks on." "Do something that might make us want to worship the ground we walk on compassionately together." Then the security robots started snickering right there in our Green AllSouls Sanctuary. And then Donald did too as he turned around to actually blush (who knew!) and a bit less slurpily exit, just like a teenager slouching out almost the way he came in, Except smiling through his blushing Win/Lose eyes not just his Loseconomic/Losecologic health-depreciating critical-noneventful fake-smile mouth.