Today marks a new beginning of an era that I thought I would never live to see. An era of hate, fear, and helplessness fueled by one man who has single handedly broken our country in two.
Donald Trump, from here forward just “trump” is now our new President. Not that you will ever hear me call him that. He is not now, nor will he ever be, MY President. She, the woman who is MY President, is stoically watching from the front rows as a man who did not win the popular vote steals the Presidency right out from under her.
We can debate the Electoral College until we are blue in the face, but the bottom line is that it didn’t work. It was a failsafe put in place to protect our nation from a demagogue, and because we are so partisan in this country, those who swore to protect us FAILED US in the most horrific way.
They had ONE JOB. ONE DAMN JOB to do, and they couldn’t see past party lines to do it. They will forever be labeled as TRAITORS TO THIS COUNTRY in my opinion, and I hope to God that they have to live with crippling guilt for what they have done, forever.
I’m not only sad, I am frightened. I am frightened for my 25-year-old daughter to continue to grow into adulthood in this world where it’s perfectly fine for someone to grab her by her genitals since hey, the President can do it, so why can’t I? I’m terrified that she will not be able to take advantage of an equal pay working environment because no one in the White House cares about that when they can start writing and submitting bills to make abortions of any kind illegal. I’m frightened that all of the progress we have made for women will not be in her experience, just an article on the internet she reads about one day.
I’m frightened because my 5 and 7-year-old nephews will have this President as the first one they remember, and learn from. They will see how he denigrates women, minorities, and the disabled. They will see him say that treating women like shit is how you are supposed to do it. They will see an unqualified, unfit, and unsound man holding press conferences and making threats to foreign leaders on Twitter.
I grieve because trump is in the White House. I object to him on so many levels that I get tired of listing them all. You’ve watched the video, and listened to the audio. You’ve been exposed to the same democracy carnage that I have, but you might have interpreted it differently that I did.
I want the sadness to go away, but I know that will be impossible. I’m too disgusted by every word out of his mouth; by his utter contempt for anyone not just like him. But I also don’t want you to think that I’m sitting here helpless. I’m fighting every. single. day. to combat any wrong trump may do, and to stay on top of everything that either he, or congress, is doing to keep them from destroying us.
I am #TheResistance
Until the day he is either impeached, or voted out of office, I will remain…
The Saddest American.
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