It has been 1000 days since November 9, 2016.
I don't know if something prompted me to look that up. Probably something I read here or elsewhere, but I looked it up and it has been 1000 days.
Of gaslighting.
Of constant sickening stress. 24/7/365.
Of maybe bargaining with yourself and telling yourself that it probably isn't as bad as you think.
Of sporadic fits of laughter because you still can't believe he is president. Maybe you laugh for 5 seconds because you are not sure what else to do, and then the sick feeling in your stomach comes right back.
Of wondering if we really actually are headed toward Hitler territory.
Of having a bit of fun out somewhere, only to come home to see that he has done something indescribably heinous...and there goes your good mood.
Of believing that after each violent or racist act in which he *IS* a direct accomplice, thinking that there is no way the repubs can spin this, but they always manage to spin it. Because they just lie. They are now to the point where they lie 100% of the time.
Of avoiding old friends that you have not seen in a long time, because they had characteristics way back when that cause you to believe that they are probably Trumpers now.
Of lurking on the social media of casual acquaintances, and telling yourself that there CAN'T BE THAT MANY OF THEM, but in fact, there is that many of them. And when you see they are a Trumper, you silently congratulate yourself and say "I fucking knew it".
Of almost coming to blows with family members.
Of racism and misogyny worn like a badge of honor.
Of finally realizing that they are beyond help, and there is most likely nothing you can do about it to change them, except in relatively rare cases.
Of realizing that you don't understand America, or rather, you do understand her, and you hate her now.
Of walking into a public place and silently sizing up the exits and planning your escape in case something happens, because you feel more at risk now than you ever have, and you know something probably won't happen, but maybe just maybe it will.
Of surrendering your intelligence momentarily and wondering if he is in fact actually not human.
Of wishing you had a nickel for everytime you told yourself "Can you imagine if Obama said that"?
Of having to remind yourself of GWB's many sins, and having to remind yourself how much you hated him, and how many lives he cost. You have to remind yourself because hey, at least he could fake having human characteristics.
Of wondering if Jared, IQ45, Ivanka et al ever had a callous.
Of wondering what the fuck is wrong with his supporters.
Of saying "Ohhhhh now I see how Hitler happened".
Of having to mute your TV when he speaks, and then, having to shut it off entirely because you swear you can smell him through the screen.
To all you lurking pukes...you're going to find out. He won't last. He'll go down in flames, and you will realize you have been fucking a ghost. I wait for the day that your dismay and sorrow drops on your head like a ton of shit.
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Let's hope it's all over soon. Let's end his term in 2020 and throw him in jail where he belongs.
These are horrific times, my friend...
Oh, but I'm convinced he is not human