Tuesday, November 8, 2016

Donald Trump Victory Nov 9, 2016


I have not posted political events on your blog but today was a shocking day for many in America and around the world.  You are of course too young to understand and hopefully this will only be a blip in the American experience.  Donald Trump is like no president in the history of our country and it remains to be seen how is presidency will turn out and in what direction the country will head.

Donald Trump won the electoral college but lost the popular vote by almost 3 million.  He is the most unpopular president ever to come into office.  He will have a Republican Congress House and Senate and a lot of power.  The cabinet appointments he has made so far do not look good.

I hope that when we look back things will have gone better than many people including me think it will go.   

An letter actor Aaron Sorkin wrote to his daughter.  I send the same message to you.

http://www.vanityfair.com/hollywood/2016/11/aaron-sorkin-donald-trump-president-letter-daughter

NY Times Front Page
http://nyti.ms/2ek6kCG



A poem to the tune of Twas the Night Before Christmas

HOW THE TRUMP STOLE AMERICA

By John Pavlovitz
In a land where the states stand united, they claim,
In a sky-scraping tower adorned with his name,
Lived a terrible, horrible, devious chump,
The bright orange miscreant known as the Trump.
This Trump he was mean, such a mean petty man,
With a tiny small heart and a tinier hand,
And a thin set of lips that are frequently curled,
With a sneer and a scowl and contempt for the world.
He looked down from his perch and he grinned ear to ear,
And he thought, "I could steal the election this year!
It would be rather simple, so easily won,
I'll just make them believe that their best days are done!
Yes, I'll make them believe that it's all gone to Hell,
And I'll be their Messiah and make it all well.

And I'll use lots of words disconnected from truth,

But I'll say them with style so they won't ask for proof.
I'll toss out some promises, phrases, and such.
They're so filled up with fake news, it won't matter much!
They won't question the how to, the what, why, or when,
I'll promise that we can be great once again!"
The Trump sold them fear, they should fear he would say,
"They've come for your jobs, they'll take them away.
You should fear every Muslim and Mexican too,
Every brown, black, and tan one, whoever votes blue."
And he fooled the top "Christians," he fooled them indeed,
He just trotted out Jesus, which is all that they need. 
And celebrity preachers all crowned him as king,
Bowing and scraping to kiss the Trump's ring.

And he spoke only lies just as if they were true,

Then he added some more lies, and they fell for those, too.
He repeated and Tweeted and blustered and spit,
And he lied and he fibbed, and flat made up some sh*t.
And the media laughed as they printed each line,
Thinking "He'll never win, in the end we'll be fine."
So they chased every headline, bold-typed every claim,
'Till the fake news and real news, they looked just the same.
And the scared folk who listened, they swallowed each word,
Yes, they ate it all up, every word that they heard,
Scared that their freedom was under attack,
Trusting Trump he would take their America back.
From the gays and from ISIS, he would take it all back,
From every last Democrat, and every last black..
And so hook, line, and sinker they all took the bait,
Convinced that he'd make America great.
Now the Pant-suited One she was smart and prepared,
She was brilliant and steady but none of them cared,
No they cared not to see all the work that she'd done,
Or the fact they the Trump had not yet done thing one.
They could only shout "Emails!", yes "Emails!" they'd shout,
That's what Fox News told them-and Fox News had clout. 
And the Pant-suited One she was slandered no end,
'til each lie became truth she could never defend.
And the Trump watched it all go according to plan-
A strong woman eclipsed by an insecure man.
And the day of Election it finally came,
Like a slow-moving storm but it came just the same.
And Tuesday became Wednesday  as those days will do,
And when it turned morning the nightmare came true,
While the many non-voters were still in their beds,
Yes, the Trump he had done it, just like he had said.
And the Trumpers they trumped, how they trumped when he won,
All the racists and bigots; each deplorable one,
They had license now to come out and raise Hell, 
They came out to be hateful and hurtful as well.
With slurs and with road signs, with spray paint and Tweets,
With death threats to neighbors and taunts on the streets. 
And the grossest of grossness they hurled on their peers,
While the Trump he said zilch-for the first time in years.
But he Tweeted at actors, he Tweeted the Times,
And he trolled Alec Baldwin a few hundred times,
And he pouted a pout like a petulant kid,
Thinking that this is what Presidents did,
Thinking he could go on just being a jerk,
Frightened to learn there was actual work,
He had to find jobs not just for a few,
Not just for the white ones-there was much more to do.
He now worked for the Muslims and Mexicans too,
for the brown, black, and tan ones, and the ones who vote blue.
They were all now his bosses, now they all had a say,
And those nasties in pant-suits seemed here to stay.
And Donald now saw that,  pursuing a whim,
He had gotten the thing-and the thing now had him.
And it turned out that Trump was a little too late,
For this country already was more than just great,
Not because of the sameness, the opposite's true,
It's greatness far more than just red, white, and blue,
It's straight, gay, and female-it's Gentile and Jew,
Transgender and Christian and Atheist too.
It's Asians, Caucasians of every last kind,
The disabled and abled, the deaf and the blind,
It's immigrants, Muslims, and brave refugees,
It's the bleeding-heart Liberal, saving each one he sees.
And we are all staying, we're staying right here,
To be a yuge pain in His Trumpness's rear.
We'll be twice as loud as the loudness of hate,
We're the greatness that makes our America great.
And all of Trump's hollerin' and all of his hootin'
Can't hide the assist from one Vladimir Putin.
And Trump's loudest protests can still never blur,

That millions of us had just voted for her.

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