My dear wife showed me a video a few days ago that I can’t seem to shake.
It’s not that I’m truly surprised. I know these people exist. I know evil walks among us. I just never imagined one of them would be teaching toddlers their ABCs.
The video is viral at this point, and anyone can find it with a little digging. In a strange way, I’m glad it exists, because it puts a mirror in front of those who claim moral superiority. More importantly, it exposes just how rotten things have become in the United States.
In the video, a kindergarten teacher decides it would be a good idea—perfectly fine, even—to call an ICE hotline on her students’ parents. In her mind, she’s doing her civic duty. She’s “cleaning” the system of parasites, of the unwanted, of the “illegals.” What she doesn’t realize is that she’s calling a fake number.
A comedian set up the hotline to expose a simple truth: the evil isn’t carried out only by people in uniform. The rot, as I’ve come to think of it, can live next door. It can be the friendly face from church. And apparently, it can be the woman entrusted with teaching your children.
One of the most disturbing moments in the call comes when the comedian, posing as an ICE agent, calmly repeats her intentions back to her. Suddenly, she’s uncomfortable.
“You make it sound like I’m a bad person,” she says.
All he’s done is clarify her own words: that she wants her students’ parents deported because they’re Hispanic and seem out of place. She explains that one was born in Honduras. She even admits she took it upon herself to look through their files.
I don’t have the words to fully express the disgust I feel when I think about this woman. All of a sudden, the stories of World War II, the rise of the Führer, begin to make terrifying sense to me. I’ve often wondered how things ever got that bad back then—how ordinary people allowed it to happen.
That mystery unraveled for me in a single phone call.
There are truly evil people in this world. Bigots. Racists. Xenophobes. People who were always this way, just waiting for someone with enough power to tell them, “It’s okay. Let it out.”
I don’t have solutions. I don’t even have hope for people like this anymore.
How do we ever recover from something like this?
Please...someone tell me.
— MenO
