From last year
For two weeks I have been gone and it has been a trip that I never intended to make.
Without foresight, without plan and without intention I went to the political conventions. They were my days and my evenings and my thoughts. I was captured in a way I don’t remember ever being captured before.
This election had affected me unlike any I remember. I have always had preferences. I was always for someone. Often they lost. But this time has been different. For the first time it has been about betrayal and attack. For the first time it was about a joke that became reality and then became nightmare. It was an election with only one real question. Was Donald Trump to become our new reality?
I am normally pretty good with words but the words that describe the horror I have felt watching his ascendancy escape me. I…
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