Yes, I know: I keep waking up in TrumpWorld, too. The thought clicks into place about two seconds after my eyes open and consciousness dawns. Dazed and confused. Then, the cringing and wincing begins all over again...
My blood pressure goes up 40 points envisioning his clan in the national living room, rummaging around in the country's secrets and cupboards and treasure chests, looking for self-fulfillment, self-aggrandizement, and various wealth-building angles to play. We have 243 million adults living in this country, give or take. THIS is the best we can do? REALLY?!
How on earth did we elect a person who speaks and acts as this man has done all throughout a campaign -- and all through his life? While in the public eye, in the spotlight -- not in some dank back room, where he was an unknown? How can we respect someone who has spent a lifetime showing disrespect to everyone around him? How can we trust a man who has spent his life cheating and conning others? How can anyone -- let alone half the country -- have been taken in by a man who always acted only for his own benefit, recognition, and gain... especially on the basis that this greedy elitist would do all he could to improve the poor lives of the regular, everyday people?
It's alarming. It's another world. It's some new rip or rift in the fabric of reality which has occurred, and there's no way of telling what will happen next, no way to know or understand what we should expect -- no way to see what the New Normal might be in this New World Order, this neo-democracy.
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