I have no illusions about the "greatness" of this country. We've done great
things, and we've done terrible things. There's never been a "perfect" time in
our history, and there never will be; we are, after all, simply human. But I
tell you, I want MY country back, and by MY country, I mean one that never
heard of, much less approved of, Donald J. Fucking Trump. While it's true that
he's more a symptom than the root cause of where we stand in the world, he —
and behind him, his fascist puppeteers — are absolutely responsible for
opening the floodgates and making it not just okay but laudable to be an utter
piece of shit and willing to advertise that fact to the world at large.
In no way, shape, or form am I a perfect person. I realize that I'm flawed,
sometimes beyond my own ability to believe. But through thick and thin, every
single day, I carry with me the fact that I was raised to be a decent human
being, and whatever my failings, I could never, not in a billion years,
embrace the sheer awfulness of Donald J. Fucking Trump and every last soul in
his administration. To my mind, supporting this regime and being a decent person are mutually incompatible.
And if that's a personal flaw of mine, then by god, I'm okay with it.
