I am stunned. I am in disbelief. We elected a thirty four time convicted felon for our president. Someone please tell me how that makes sense, especially considering he was also found guilty of sexual assault with a huge financial verdict awarded?
I am walking around in a daze, if I get out of bed at all. You may think I'm kidding but that first morning after the election I was literally sick to my stomach. The things I've seen and heard him say (on a live feed) boggles my mind. I haven't cooked nor offered to. I just sit and stare off into space wondering how we got here. The rest of my family all know I am in a huge, huge funk but also know how I wear my heart on my sleeve and how committed I am to my principals and beliefs.
Of course he'll tell people anything! He's always been that way, but trust me he has "The Donald's" best and only interest at heart. Every. Time.
It is what it is. There is nothing I can do about it now.
My worst fear is that he will get sworn into office and pardon not only all the rioters from Jan.6 but somehow finagle and pardon himself from his own 34 count felony convictions. Not thirty four charges, thirty four convictions.
Where's the justice in that?
And let's talk about Elon Musk (richest man in America) who also owns the mega huge social network X buying himself a president for the paltry sum of $100,000,000. Not to mention the NRA and all other global giant conglomerates holding us hostage with their inflated prices, while they post record setting earnings.
Who's zooming who?
It will take me a few days to process all the hate Trump has brought to this country's table and spewed amongst the forefront of our society not to mention the political arena. He's made bullying and making fun of people an okay thing to do...and his followers/haters jumped right on board and even offered to drive the train and blow the horn, while waving the Rebel/ Trump flags while crashing through the windows of the nation's capitol like a barbaric mob and storming down the halls.
For my own sanity I have decided to disengage myself from Facebook. I would delete the app totally if not for local and neighborhood pages who post lost pets and available rescues. Recipes and garden tips I can find on my own.
Sanity will take some work.
A lot of the people I grew up with and even some of the people I've met since, just don't share the same views that I do.
Number one: Immigration?
Hello...we are all immigrants unless we are of Native American descent. And yes this is a great country (although has been historically proven we stole and raped them and their land) but if I was living in squalor with my children in Mexico or Venezuela, Ukraine, Gaza etc... and wanted to give them a better chance at a better life, you bet your bippy I would find some razor wire to throw a jacket or blanket over and simply just get them to the other side of the border for the chance at a decent and better life. When you have small babies and children you don't have years and years to wait for official documents or documentation, not when their life is on the line along with your own.
Love your neighbor.
Go ahead and get rid of and ship back all migrant workers and see how much of our food gets picked and harvested for pennies on the dollar. I bet Americans will be lining up for those jobs like it's a Taylor Swift concert. (extreme sarcasm intended)
And women's rights to medical access and care?
There isn't one single male president, governor or politician on this earth who should have any (and let me repeat that) ANY opinion, input or authority to legislate what a female does with her own body.
At least not until they legislate what a male can or cannot do with his ding dong. (just trying to keep it light although is a heavy subject on my heart)
And who cares who someone else wants to love? Since when is that a crime (or any of your business)?
We are worrying about the wrong things, we are electing the wrong people and we are letting big politics and even bigger business and gigantic conglomerates rule us, and laugh behind our backs as they hold us hostage all the way to the bank. Us having to withdraw our money to simply survive while they deposit billions into their own accounts and reap record profits.
I'm no brain surgeon but it seems pretty simple to me.
Love and let Love.
And my last gripe of the day is this whole Daylight Savings.
My candidate lost, my immediate concerns and values are on the line. I am worried for my own daughter and grand daughter's future...and then you wanna make it start to get dark at four thirty in the afternoon?
I'm thinking this is maybe a ploy by therapists, psychologists and even psychiatrists to make me want and make an appointment... because I'm feeling like I need to talk to someone...and although my dog is a good listener, it bothers me when I get to a crucial part in my rant and she's just licking her cooter like it's hers to claim.
Till next time...COTTON
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