Confused? Why am I confused? Don’t really know – just feel it. On the one hand I am so grateful for my family, their love, and all the love I have in my life, and my small worries on the overall, and on the other I feel such a rage against what is going on in the country; the complete abrogation of leadership from the man who calls himself President, the willful decisions he has made, and continues to make, and their consequences upon the citizens of the United States and the World. The loss of life due to his personal selfishness and narcissism, due to his lack of eduction, low intelligence and imbecility. I keep telling myself “count your blessings, be grateful for the good in your life!” But I also have this anger that builds inside when I think of the destruction of the world that is happening because of Trump and people like him. Why is there not a single person around him that dares step up and say “the emperor has no clothes on!”?
I once had a conversation with a gentleman who came into the bookstore. He had been a very high ranking officer in the Navy and was now teaching at one of the Ivy League universities special schools for Law and Diplomacy. I had expressed my concerns about Trump as President and my pessimism for the next four years. He tried to comfort me by saying that he knew from personal experience that there would be advisors and people in permanent career positions who would be able to temper Trump’s decisions and actions, and Trump would not be able to do anything disastrous … I believed him, he was so convincing and reassuring. I wanted to believe him. Today I emailed him and asked him “what happened”? I would be surprised if I get an answer.