I can’t. I’m sorry. Here’s Ken to kill space.
As many of you know, these are our kids. Japanese-Filipino-Polish-Mexican-Catholic-Jewish bundles of love. Three of their four grandparents are immigrants (and the one who isn’t is third-generation Japanese-American, born in an internment camp during World War II).
I used to think they represented America. I now realize that a lot of America doesn’t see it that way.
We can be angry, disappointed, and dismissive. Or we can be grateful that we now know the truth about our country, and can live our lives in reality instead of a bubble. We have no choice but to do the latter.
I’m trying to find positives:
I hope that this election will motivate more smart people to get involved in politics.
I hope that DT’s inevitable failure to deliver on the promises he made (and probably never thought he would be challenged to fulfill) will teach our country a lesson for decades to come.
I hope increased compassion from most can overcome increased hostility from others.
Absent that, we will focus on our family, which is all we can control.