Ancestry.com must continue TV ads about the lives & times of real American families

The dramatic scene is undoubtedly from American history circa 1850.  A young white gentleman, dressed in suit and high collar tied by a large scarf, tells a beautiful young African-American woman, wearing a cotton plantation dress, of his plan for them to run away together.  He begs her to go with him north where they can live together happily in peace and freedom.  The young woman looks kindly and deeply into his eyes yet says nothing.  She is moved by his compassion, his care for her, his love.  Their future is unknown, but the man is anxious to leave immediately, for it’s now or never.  This is their only opportunity.  Does the young couple leave or stay?  Will they be victorious or doomed?  Viewers are not let in on the tale’s ending but are encouraged to seek Ancestry.com to uncover similar hidden family stories, couplings that culminate through the decades and centuries to the people living today.

The seconds-long TV ad depicted a beautiful moment of truth between an American man and woman, a golden opportunity for them to escape a harsh reality in history when two people of different social ranks—and races—ought not be together during their lifetime.  Watching the brief scene, I didn’t see anything upsetting or racist or evil.  I saw a certain historic truth in the history of some American families.  I was captivated by the bravery and compassion and presumed romantic love of a young man.

But this television commercial raised the ire of so many politically-correct Americans that it was pulled from the airwaves, never to be seen again.  Why?  According to Ancestry.com, the ad upset and angered too many Americans.  Detractors had a lot of questions about the couple.  They wanted to know if the woman were the man’s slave, if he were taking her not of her free will but for sinister motives, and then there’s the undertone of a romantic coupling of two races way back when.

Come on, Americans!  This is the 21st century.  We just lived to see a U.S. president who was racially black and white.  Nowadays it is common to watch commercials featuring couples of various ethnicities, races and sexualities.  Modern America is not shocking.  But the past, even a couple centuries ago, still stings.  When digging into American family roots, we cannot judge our ancestors.  We ought to expect interesting and intriguing revelations that open our minds to the good, the bad and the ugly—for our entwined past is indeed a Western.

What was then was then

Investigating our deeply twisted American roots is bound to present mind-blowing truths and painful revelations.  But it’s not like 20th century Americans haven’t watched soap operas or are naive to a Southern Gothic tale where the unspeakable comes to light.  In fact, our collective TV and movie watching over the past century is probably the number one reason our society became more tolerant, present-day political polarization aside.  We think nothing of watching a show about two gay guys, a talk show hosted by a lesbian or a black woman, or a kiss between two people of different races.  In the early days of TV, all of those shows would have been banned in the South and some nationwide by a host of network sponsors, the good folks who brought us gelatin dessert, cigarettes and dish washing powder.

Americans can deal with fiction, like watching the epic Gone with the Wind or the North and South TV miniseries.  But viewing a clip of real history from one’s family in 19th century America—the way we all know it was—and the reality of a mixed marriage or the slave era smacks too close to home and heart.  That’s because given the point in time of human history, the era was not that long ago.  To this day wounds remain buried in the American soul.  The pain for some is felt in the mind, emotions and the genes.  In his PBS series Finding Your Roots, historian and ancestral researcher Dr. Henry Louis Gates Jr. pointed out that practically all descendants of African-American slaves have European DNA.  How could it be?  The truth should set us free.  Yet the reality of history has the power to hurt and anger descendants far removed in time but able to feel the anguish or shame of their ancestors.

Let Ancestry.com air the poignant nonfiction account of a scene in American history some two hundred years ago.  Let the database company preserving historical records create a series of ads spotlighting our American past, featuring the many prejudices and injustices found in substantiated accounts: a young woman hung for witchcraft, an African-American child taken away from her family, a Native American forced to walk the Trail of Tears, a filthy child working in a factory, a poor immigrant confused by the rude cacophony of a city street, a man refusing to tell the government his political affiliation or beliefs, a young man arrested on Gay Street …  You will discover—beneath some of America’s ugliest moments; the misjudgments of our ancestors; the racial, ethnic and sexual suppression; the outright sins of our fathers—lives intersecting in times of turmoil, and that despite their pain and their sorrow, their only hope was a better place and time for Americans living in the future. 

What is it about Trump that reminds us of Reagan?

I remember Ronald Reagan’s presidency.  I remember turning 18 in time to vote in my first presidential election and not expecting him to win.  That’s because I loved President Jimmy Carter, thought he could do no wrong.  It was then I realized I was politically and socially unaware—shucks, young and naïve.  So I grew up, graduated high school, headed off to college where for the next eight years I watched the news every morning and night.

I could not believe how Americans adored President Reagan.  His shoe-black hair should have been the first sign something was amiss.  At the time, Reagan was the oldest man to be elected U.S. president.  He grew older with each passing year, yet always appearing rugged, robust, affable, dapper, distinguished with never a gray hair.

So when Donald Trump became the oldest person to be elected U.S. President (age wise Hillary Clinton would have shared the same distinction), I knew I had to watch him like a hawk—because I loved President Barack Obama like I loved Carter.  They were and still are endearing to the hearts of, I’d say, half the nation … let’s face it, most of the world.  Besides, we Democrats understand each other.  I never pondered their motives and actions.  They spoke with eloquence, humor, precision and most of all maintained a calm cool leadership sorely missed in this day and time.  They also spoke to the American people only when necessary.

Sign, sign, everywhere a sign

According to healthline.com, dementia affects “memory, thinking, language, judgment and behavior.”  A person only has to have two of these brain impairments to be diagnosed.  The online health resource goes on to state “Dementia is not a disease,” can be caused by assorted issues including illness and injury, and can be treatable and even reversed.

Dementia signs include:

Inability to cope with change

Short-term memory loss

Struggling to find the right word in conversation

Repeating tasks and stories

Confused sense of direction

Incapable of following a storyline on TV or when listening to others

Moodiness

Apathy and losing interest in lifelong hobbies and activities

Confusing people and places

Inability to complete daily routines.

As dementia progresses, other signs include personality changes, forgetfulness, inability to solve problems or express ideas and emotions.  The condition escalates into poor judgment, frustration and memory loss of one’s past.  In final decline, the person is unable to maintain body functions and to communicate.

The more we know

Now that we know dementia actually can begin at age 65, and not 80 even though half of people that age and older have dementia, I think it’s time Americans put an age limit on who can run for U.S. President.  Sorry.  I know.  The older I get, the more I think hey, I’m still vital and have a lot of living to do.  But … we all know there is something about the U.S. Presidency that ages the men elected.  Compare head shots when first elected to when leaving Office: Carter, Bush I, Bush II, Clinton, everyone except Reagan, the Hollywood actor who perhaps knew some trade secrets to look younger or not old.

But seriously, the modern nuclear-weapons’ U.S. President IS the Leader of the World.  Sorry Putin, but it’s the truth. Sorry Uncle Joe Biden and Bernie Sanders.  I think the new rule should be no one can run as U.S. President unless between the ages of 35 and 65.  I will compromise with allowing the senior citizens among us to run for the Office at age 65 but not 66.  We just cannot take the chance, knowing what we are just beginning to learn about neuroscience.

The latest brain science suggests we ought to keep ours active by reading, learning a new language, playing board games and cards, working puzzles, developing new hobbies, exercise and physical activity.  Dick Van Dyke was asked to write a book about the secret to his longevity.  He said it would be a short book with two words: Keep moving.

Does any of this sound like President Trump?  Don’t all the other signs of dementia fit him like a glove?  Like they fit Reagan when we had to just grin and bear it?  Shortly after President Reagan left office for the last time, we were finally informed of his fateful diagnosis: Alzheimer’s disease, the long goodbye.  By the time he was in his last years of a very long, incredible, monumental life, he had no idea he once was U.S. President.

I remember the Reagan presidency, everything he did and did not do, his repeated Hollywood stories and corny jokes, always asking Congress to win just one more for the Gipper, his blind eye to the AIDS epidemic, diminished speech capacity and loss of verbal eloquence, his protective wife sitting beside him in TV interviews and often finishing his sentences, the complete forgetfulness like when testifying in the Iran Contra trial.  In court he repeated many times “I just don’t remember” to questions that should have rung a bell in importance, once-in-a-lifetime episodes and final decisions he made, unique and deadly serious.  Reagan forgot all about it.  That’s because he did not remember.

Well—as he typically began a comment—we believed him, never knowing the stark reality.  His wife, family, advisors and friends knew.  But no one was going to tell the American people.

We now have a U.S. President who speaks off script at political rallies, saying the same things over and over and over again.  He makes fun of people crudely if not cruelly.  He cusses with wild abandon.  And he forgets his words and family history: oranges for origins, his father’s birthplace.

When an elderly person is showing signs of dementia along with the inability to live alone, families grapple with the decision to take over affairs and turn into the parent of their aged parent.  In doing so, the law provides a competency hearing with a judge.  The elderly is asked simple questions: what is the day of the week, what’s your age, who is president of the United States, what was the name of your spouse, where were you born?  It’s about two dozen set questions that someone with dementia cannot fake knowing or even prepare for.  The judge is interested in finding if the elderly is living in the past, which is common among senior citizens who may forget what they did yesterday but remember in great detail something that happened in the 1940s or ’50s when they were young.  The judge also wants to determine if the elderly person is living in a fantasy world, thinking he’s Napoleon, George Washington or a movie star.

There’s nothing funny about dementia and Alzheimer’s.  It’s frightening to the individual as well as the family.  The loss of mental faculty is harder to deal with than loss of body function, the ability to get out of bed and dress and take care of yourself.  In the beginning, it must be like a prison.  Then thinking evolves into distrust and paranoia, child-like abandon, inappropriate behavior resulting in public nudity and thoughtless speech.

None of us know our current President’s state of mind.  But the signs every day are evident and troubling.  Americans deserve a leader who is (and wants to be) healthy physically, mentally and emotionally.  We deserve a leader who wants to learn and do the job well.  An age limitation for U.S. President may never come to pass.  But given our nation’s precarious situation today in world affairs and the merging of new and astounding revelations about the once mysterious human brain, I could see a future generation who would change the constitutional age limit for president to restrict the elderly past a certain age. It’s just life and aging, not blatant discrimination. When it comes to the President of the U.S., Americans cannot take any chances, not anymore.