One week into Trump, Part II

I write this shortly after learning that Pete Hegseth: racist, alcoholic, domestic abuser, and philanderer who isn't qualified to be your local dog catcher, was confirmed as Secretary of Defense.

We live in hell.

I was silly enough to believe that, on January 20, 2021, Donald Trump's political career was over. After the horrors of January 6 and selling out his supporters, I thought for sure we were done with him. Surely, the failures of his presidency would be clear and the Republican Party would cut the cancer out and move on.

How little did I know.

Instead, he is back. His vengeance is at an extreme level. All of his executive orders designed to inflict as much pain as possible. He has made it clear that anyone who did not vote for him is the enemy, and nobody is safe.

I curse everybody who voted for him, and save even more anger towards anyone who willingly sat out this election and didn't bother to vote. I have a hearty "fuck you" for all of you.

So where do we go from here? It feels like the United States of America is dead. 

My only hope is that Trump overplays his hand and a majority of Americans finally see him for the fraud he is. But this is probably a pipe dream.

I have lost faith in the American electorate. They have shown themselves to be willfully ignorant. 

It at least gives me some comfort knowing that over 75 million people voted against this nonsense. (76 million if we include the Jill Stein voters). It is hardly a mandate for Trump, even if he treats it as such. This is why I have hope that if Trump goes too far, which he clearly already has, perhaps there is hope in the 2026 midterms--provided free and fair elections still exist--the Democrats can win the House and Senate.

Until then, though, we are in trouble.