President-elect Donald Trump

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It is 9:50 pm as I write this, and I am … what?

Stunned. Confused. Crushed. Heartbroken.

Yes, I am all of the above. But more than anything, I am numb.

I never much cared for Hillary Clinton as a presidential candidate, because I found her both uninspiring and weathered. She was a relic of a bygone era, tried and used and battered by decades in the (largely negative) spotlight. I don’t believe she’s a bad person, but I always thought she was a pretty awful candidate, largely done in by an e-mail scandal of her own making and a party head (the brutally heinous Debbie Wasserman Schultz) who clearly worked all her magic to make certain the former secretary of state wound up the Democratic standard bearer.

Would Hillary Clinton have been a good president? I believe so. But, again, was she a quality candidate? No.

With Donald Trump on the ballot, however, I would have voted for John Rocker. Or Sarah Palin. Or Spud Webb. Or my Alzheimer’s-inflicted former neighbor. As I’ve been saying for the past 10 months, Trump is a conman of the absolute worst ilk. I’ve been devoting much of my time to researching a book about the old United States Football League (USFL), and Trump, owner of the New Jersey Generals, ruined the damn thing in the name of greed and selfishness. I truly can’t think of a single thing he’s done for the good of others. His campaign relied on racism, xenophobia, anti-Semitism, lies upon lies upon lies. He is not merely my least-favorite political figure. He is my least-favorite person on the planet. It is no exaggeration to say that I can’t watch Donald Trump without feeling ill.

And yet …

I now want Donald Trump to be a good president. I truly do. I want him to surprise me and return to his relatively centrist roots. I want him to try and bring people together. I want him to negotiate with the opposing party; to nominate a relatively centrist Supreme Court judge; to actually think things through now that he’s the winner, not merely a candidate. I want him to put this wall foolishness to rest; this Muslim ban bullshit to rest. I want him to be sensible and considerate.

Do I have any optimism? No. Zero. But I’m going to try. Because I don’t want to be yet another American rooting against his president. We’ve seen that over the past eight years, and the ugliness has beat us down.

Maybe, just maybe, President Donald Trump will surprise us.

I doubt it.

But I sure hope so.

2 thoughts on “President-elect Donald Trump”

  1. I agree. He lied so much that I hope that his campaign promises were just pandering to the right. Think of it this way, we likely won’t have to wait 8 years for Elizabeth Warren to run.

  2. My feelings pretty much mirror yours.
    He pulled off the ultimate con.
    The thing that gets me is the number of people who complained about how caustic the election was, then voted for a man that lied slandered and smeared his way through .
    It works.
    Expect even more in the future .

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