I am sadly observing the happy reaction of my friends and family as our world spins out of control because of the man they voted into the Oval Office. I am ashamed.
The last 11 days and the insane chaos that is happening in my country has literally made me feel like I am bursting at the seam. I don’t know if I want to hide under a pillow or get a plane ticket and go March somewhere. Anywhere.
I’m not just talking about the chaos that our new President and his band of nitwits has strummed up. That is almost to mind boggling to process.
I’m talking about every person I know who is supporting it. That is what’s making me crazy. It’s breaking my heart.
I’ve come to realize that I really didn’t know 99% of the people I’m friends with. I really didn’t know my family and maybe I really didn’t even know myself.
I am THAT person who is struggling to continue to be friends with the same people who are excited that Trump is doing what he said he’d do in the campaign. He is doing ALL of it. I had hoped, like more than half the country hoped, that he’d be like most Presidents and do almost nothing he promised in the campaign. Not this time. He did it all in 11 days.
And his supporters say… BOOM… MIC DROP… take that bad awful Liberals and Democrats who want to share our country with ‘others’ who don’t belong. America First! What in the hell does that even mean. Do you hear yourselves?
To them I say, “How can you NOT see that this is going to hurt you too? Not just (new) immigrants and Mexicans… but YOU. YOU are going to suffer economically and you deserve it. You are going to lose land you hunt and fish on. You are not going to be able to afford all the material things you love so much more than human life. Most of you will know someone who dies because they no longer have health insurance.” Short sighted much?
He pushed America right off the cliff and I’m stunned by how many people jumped willingly. Look at us fly. With no parachutes. To the bottom of the rocky canyon.
So what does a person do with all their friends who are happy about what he’s doing and will do? Pretend you don’t know they feel that way? Pretend I don’t care? Doesn’t that make me a hypocrite?
How can we go back to that ignorant bliss?
I’m just not sure that I can. I know I’m supposed to. I know I should.
It might take some time. I may have to sit back and be quiet and just observe for awhile until I can find that place in my heart where I love them anyway.