End the madness. Just end it.
The last four years have felt so long, I have completely forgotten what it’s like to wake up in the morning and not wonder what crazy thing the president of our country was going to say today.
I forgot what it’s like to have a dignified leader in the White House. And I almost can’t even begin to imagine what it would be like when it does happen.
What I am so desperate to do, more than anything, is to take a deep breath. To take in oxygen, let it flow through my body, and just sit in a state of calm. And that’s exactly what I’ll do when the moment arrives when we first learn Joe Biden has been elected.
I can’t promise you what will happen after that. I may scream. I may cry. I may jump for joy. But it will all come after I take the first purely stress-free breath i’ve taken in four years.
I have no forgiveness for Trump supporters. They are who they are. This is the country that we’ve always been. At least now we know it.
The man they support has no master plan. No vision. No ideology. No willingness to learn. He ran for president because he wanted to stroke his ego to show that he can do it and prevail. And god help us, he did it. There are only two types of people in this world in the president’s eyes: those who like him and those who don’t. If you fall into the latter category, he has zero interest in helping you.
After four years, America looks like one giant Reddit forum. Conspiracy theories are thrown about as if they are common truths. Nuanced polotical discussion quickly devolves to personal attacks. And it’s en vogue to mock and malign journalists, scientists, educators and scholars.
We are no longer the shining city on a hill. If we were, we wouldn’t be failing catastrophically to push back a virus that can be beaten if we united against it. Which cannot happen with the current occupant of the White House.
Is Joe Biden a salve for all of our woes? No. Will there be discord in the weeks and months following his hopeful election? Almost certainly.
But at least we’ll have hope. At least we can start the process of healing, and once again emerge as a leader on the global stage.
I care so much because I want our country to live up to its promise. I wish I didn’t care. But I do.
It’s not dramatic to say the future of our democracy is at stake. There’s only one option tomorrow.
The other choice is a dark path that we likely cannot come back from.
Please, America, choose wisely. I still have hope.