Waking up on the first full day of Trump's second presidency I felt a terrible weight of depression and dread. I still wonder how we've let this happen. Even those in power, who crowed that January 6, 2021 was due to Trump's leadership and words, those who vowed he could never hold public office again, and even those who said it's time for the GOP to move on and away from Trump....even all of them, have come to bend the knee to this man.
He's a lying, treasonous, dangerous, untrustworthy, misogynistic, racist, felon.
And now he's once again the most powerful person in the world, and this time he's surrounded himself by sycophants and Nazis.
What am I afraid of?
- The destruction of personal freedoms (for LGBTQIA, in particular.)
- The abortion ban that's coming.
- The safety of immigrants and the migrant crisis.
- The economy after his mass deportations and tariffs.
- The fall of Ukraine, and the subsequent march across Europe by Putin.
- The decay of the strength of NATO.
- The decay of the strength of the WHO.
- The decay of public health in America.
- The massive cuts or end of Social Security.
- The weakening of international relations.
Those are the top 10 things that come to mind, but I suspect the point is made. I'd add something like the embarrassment he causes for Americans, but it turns out much of the rest of the world knows he's a clown, so when I travel outside the country I will once again make it a point to tell people, "I didn't vote for Trump." (And they always nod knowingly, and it breaks the tension.)
So I felt I needed to document my feelings and decided to start a blog. This may be more of a journal than anything else, but I need an outlet. It's therapeutic if nothing else. It's self-preservation.
Day 1. 1,459 more to go.