Today is not a day for celebration.
Today is a day for mourning.
All is not right in the world and the fear of what is to come is twisting my stomach into knots. And the thing that scares me the most is that all those (lovely, well-meaning) people who keep saying This is not America. This is not the real America… well, they are kind of wrong. This is happening. He may not have won the popular vote, but America has not risen up with enough force to change that.
I am attending my local Congressional District meetings. I am calling my national elected officials to complain about national issues, and my local elected officials to complain about local issues. I am DOING THE THINGS.
And some of my complaints (and thousands and thousands more like mine) have made some changes, halted some heinous legislation, and have made a difference.
He takes office today. His henchmen/women will quickly follow. Our world will probably never be the same.
I’m with her. I’m still with her. She is not perfect, but, people, she is not this.