I have not stopped crying. Going into this, I had a terrible feeling in my gut that something would go wrong, and it did. As an out and proud member of the LGBT community, I cannot bear to live in a country where the Vice President Elect is one who has sponsored legislation in favor of conversion therapy and homophobic/transphobic policies.
I am disgusted. How could a Cheeto with a chinchilla on its head have won? I regret writing that...it is an insult to Cheetos and to chinchillas. Someone who stands on trial for the rape of an adolescent girl, has cheated the American tax system out of millions of dollars that could be going toward infrastructure, military, health care, college, or medical research, has been outspoken in the deportation of immigrants, especially Muslim refugees and Mexican-Americans, is currently the person who is about to assume the position of the most powerful man in the world. It is degrading. It is appalling. It befuddles me how 47.5% of the electorate voted for this lumpy sack of Dorito dust. Again, my apologies to the Dorito company.
I feel betrayed. My country has failed me. I will not be of voting age until one week after we swear in President Trump. I am livid at the mere idea of that phrase: Pres–I am not going to ever say it again.
Hillary should have won. She should have at least not given her concession until the four toss-up states had some type of recount. She won the popular vote, and her numbers are growing. For thirty years, Hillary Rodham Clinton worked her white, wrinkled butt off to serve the American people. Now, this loser who has to argue about the size of his hands to validate himself is going to call himself the leader of the free world? What the actual frick frack?!
I am genuinely petrified for my safety, and for his. I have no doubt about the riots that are taking place. I urge the American people to do everything they can to prevent his assassination, because if not him, then it would be Pence (the Vice President Elect I mentioned previously). If not Pence, then Paul Ryan, who is as Republican as they come, which may prove to be worse for American policy than Tronald Dump. I am far from religious, but I pray people do the same to Trump as they did to George Bush XLIII: throw tomatoes at him during his inauguration. He is revolting. He is what is wrong in the world. And, just like in the 2000 election, where the Democrat also won the popular vote, America is letting it happen.
I conclude with this: a nickname for Donald is “Don.” The last initial of the President Elect’s name is T. Don T. Don’t.
