My husband, David, posted this yesterday on his Facebook. I felt it needed a broader posting which is why I am posting it here.
So, four years ago, I woke up on the morning after the election filled with apprehension, confusion, disappointment and despair. But, in spite of not agreeing with their choice, I actually kind of understood where Trump voters were coming from. The Democrats had nominated their least likable candidate in years, there was a significant frustration with how things worked (or didn’t) in Washington, and I think a lot of them looked at Trump as a kind of political experiment. An inexperienced fox to throw into the DC chicken house. So they did.
This morning, my feelings are different. Today, I am overcome with a soul-crushing sadness. Not because Trump has been re-elected (as I write this the ballots are still being counted). But because half of this great country voted for him again. This time, the Democrats had nominated the least offensive, most middle-of-the-road candidate they could have. This time, we have a clear understanding of just what kind of president Trump will be. The travelling shit-circus that these past four years have been, with its cruelty, and narcissism, and stupidity, and incompetence, has provided ample evidence of what is in store for the next four, if Trump should win.
And yet, half the country voted for him. Again.
At this point, historically, I think I would have been tempted to add “in spite of the shit-circus”. But this morning I know better. His followers don’t vote for him “in spite” of what he is and the wreckage he creates. They don’t overlook his hatred and his evil because they think he’ll keep their taxes down. They voted for him because they like it. They like the hate, the meanness, the fury. The want the cruelty, the pettiness, the mocking. They don’t vote for him “in spite” of all that. They love him BECAUSE of all that.
And that is what has completely devastated me this morning. I have woken up with the realization that half of the country that I love so much, is made up of such people. I had no clue. I honestly thought most Americans were like me.
So here I am, a stranger in a strange land. And I have no idea how to get home, because I am not even sure where that is anymore…
This summarizes my feelings as well. Much love to all of you.