It’s time to express my bile, so that I might experience some peace during Christmas. Yes, as so many of us feared, Kyle Shittenhouse (I refuse to use a photo of his smug, homicidal face) has now become a political hero among America’s right-wing, neo-facist population. He has been greeted as a celebrity in an event which resembled the Oscar ceremonies…all for killing two fellow citizens and maiming another. (What a different picture had he been black!) Ah, but among the Republican party of today, such people deserve to die, as they are among those from whom they must “take back their country.” No longer is it ‘our country,’ as in e pluribus unum, comprising differing viewpoints, faiths, political parties and races. Now ‘our country’ equals those who wish to kill, eliminate, erase all those who are different from them. Of course, were their perverse dream-war to be realized, and all ‘others’ were eradicated, it wouldn’t be long before they would find the differences within their own cult of death–and then start to eliminate each other. But sadly, that would only come after any sensible opposition had been destroyed. What a nightmare has the American dream become. I now seriously doubt whether I will set foot in my home country again, but at the same time, I give thanks for the land of Liberté, Egalité, Fraternité, which has given me and my wife asylum. Perhaps our greatest Christmas present arrived yesterday: our titre de séjour, or residency visas. God give sanity to the American people. Joyeux Noel.