What Now?

This is unchartered territory for me

My new morning routine consists of dodging 47-related news stories. I want to hear L.A’s local weather and traffic, but these pesky Trump-related stories pop up, one right after the other. souring my morning mood. Why do I allow myself to get so upset when there’s literally nothing I can do about it at that particular moment? It bothers me that I let him to get so far under my skin. For some reason I’m okay with reading the news but the sound of his voice drives me nuts. Certainly, I want to be kept up to date, but it so frustrates me that many people can’t grasp what a serious moron he is. I wish I could ignore it as so many masterfully do, but as much as I hate to admit it, I’m somewhat scared.

I really don’t know how to adequately address this issue. I’ve seen a lot of things in my life, but nothing has prepared me for the disease known as Trump. With every illiterate syllable he utters, I see Democracy slipping further and further away. What the hell am I missing? It would be comical if it weren’t so fucking tragic. How did I not get, earlier how gullible people can be? What is so fucking great about money, hate and guns? It’s an entirely different language to me.

Sure, the first time Trump was in office he fucked us, but this is something completely foreign to me. Closing departments, thanking Justices, openly standing with Putin. He’s acting as if there won’t be another election and so are the oligarchs, All wrong for us, but because he so strategically put MAGA in cult mode, we can’t gain their trust until something happens to them, personally. At no time has empathy ever been MAGA’s strong suit.

Until I see a light at the end of this tunnel, the annoying anxiety will follow me around, but know I’m ready for change. There’s just too much ignorance and hate to stay silent but I need direction and am ready to take it. The right leaders would be helpful to us, but that’s for another day. This really needs to be the last time the world sees America represented by a a South African fascist selling his car line on the front lawn of the White House