Tzadek, Tzadek, Karma

I am not generally in the habit of wishing ill upon people, but I'm not gonna lie. I find it hard to feel anything resembling compassion for the newly infected POTUS and FLOTUS. They are vile. 

This is not to say the news made me happy. My first thought went to Joe Biden who, as it turns out, not only had to listen to 90 minutes of spewing bile but may also have been on the literal receiving end of the venomous spew. I was appalled when I watched the entire grifter clan remove their masks as they sat down, despite the guidelines set forth by the hospital hosting them. Little did I know they were doing far more damage than merely setting a poor example. 

I'm feeling a tad bit of pity for the rally-goers, the ignorant ones at least, the lemmings who have bought into the cries of hoax and the propaganda spread by Fox News. For the greedy ones and the haters, not so much. 

My new mask arrived yesterday, the one that says -- in Hebrew and English -- Tzadek, Tzedek, Tirdof. Justice, justice, shall you pursue. I ordered it after hearing that RBG had these words hanging on the wall in her chambers. Injustice. It's what keeps me awake at night, especially as November grows closer and the desperate corruption has reached a fever pitch. Masks are, in and of themselves, a statement. My new one adds an exclamation point.

Tzadik. It's another Hebrew term, another form of the word, really, that's been bandied about since RBG died on the eve of the Days of Awe. A title in Judaism given to people considered righteous. A person saved by God until the last minute, because we on earth needed her. NPR legal affairs correspondent and close friend of RBG Nina Totenberg tweeted just after midnight on that day: “And so it was that RBG died as the sun was setting last night marking the beginning of Rosh Hashanah.” But why take her when we needed her to hang on for just a few more weeks? 

RBG was indeed a Tzadik, a righteous woman, a dedicated pursuer of justice for the rest of us. Tzadik may be righteous, but karma is a bitch, and I'm starting to believe in both. 

My hope is that the president does not die this way. I would much rather see him, and his lackeys, prosecuted and imprisoned. I want to see those whose lives he has destroyed merely because they persisted, or spoke truth, made whole. I don't want anyone to die really. But I do want them to suffer the way far more than 200,000 Americans have suffered, not only the ones who succumbed but the ones who struggled and continue to struggle with the still unpredictable affects of this strange virus. And I want them to be exposed, to all those who have gulped down the Kool-Aid to the detriment of the rest of us.

Karma, because I'm feeling bitchy, and tzadek, because I'm honoring the righteousness that most of us can only dream about. My thoughts and prayers are real, but complicated.