I knew a young ballet dancer capable of nothing more harmful than pirouettes. When told by someone that he was “nice,” he frowned, said, “No! I’m bad. I’m evil!” He longed to be powerful, which to him, meant evil.
Public office offers real power. Some fine and useful folks go for it, get elected, and do good. Others pander, rile people up, make false promises and weasel out of responsibility, blaming “government.” The Tea Party makes government the villain, and says that shrinking it down will fix everything. They’ve brought Congress to a standstill but take no responsibility.
In the movie, Klute, (one of Jane Fonda’s Oscars), a serial murderer, a modern Jack the Ripper who made audio recordings of the cries of his victims, says softly and with absolute conviction, “I don’t consider myself an evil person.” It was terrifying.
Is something like that going on in the cold hearts of Tea Party anarchists? They certainly do not consider themselves evil. But do they secretly exult when they harm the U.S.A. and make people suffer? Like Klute, only real life.