Day one of my formal Trump Resistance

Ever since Donald J. Trump was elected to be President of the United States I have felt sick to my stomach.  It started with a dull ache and intermittently it feels worse.  There is a looming presence in my mind and in my heart.  Its overshadowing me in ways too dark to fully describe.

Back in January of 2016 Trump spoke at Liberty University where I was enrolled at that time.  I will admit that for about 2 hours I was a Trump supporter.  But I recovered.  I didn’t even need to go to a 12 step group.  I wonder if there is a support group for a  recovering Trump supporter.

Like I said, I got over my infatuation with Trump.  The scales fell from my eyes, I started seeing Trump as I believe him to really be.  Trump is a man who has never grown up.  Never in his life has he had to really struggle to do anything.  He has had everything given to him.

As the President of the United States of America I wish Trump would use his great power to make the lives of everyday Americans better.  He ran on the platform of “Let’s Make America Great, Again” and is proceeding to take our country back 50 years on environmental regulations.  Trump’s cabinet is a mixed bag of competent and incompetent men and women who I believe were appointed to blow up the government.  There are at this writing still over 500 unfilled vacancies at the federal level.

More to come later.  But I’m going to find my safety pins and start wearing them.  Always.

Published by lisabairdconklin

I live in Southern California with my wonderful husband Tom, our two chihuahuas and our thirteen year old Persian cat mix. This is the sixteenth year I have taught high school. Currently I teach Honors Geometry, Geometry and Statistics. I love Southern California. The weather is perfect, the multiculturalism is great and the people are friendly. I love to write, crochet, draw and I am learning to shuttle tat. This is my first attempt at blogging. I don't have a particular goal for this blog. If you find anything helpful or enjoyable, then I glad.

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