I'm so overwhelmed. And angry. All the time angry. For months after the election I knew what to do and I felt like it meant something to march and make phone calls and take petitions and make speeches. The last couple of months, it feels hopeless. It's still worthwhile to march and make calls and so on, but everything is getting worse and worse and I hate feeling so ... impotent.
I'm there, too.
And if one more smiling person tells me not to worry 'cause it'll all be better soon, I might just resort to physical violence. Seriously, the "it could be worse" argument loses a lot of bite when it keeps getting tangibly worse...
As for this pardon, a spit in the eye of the people who rose up to oust that sheriff to begin with, it's even clearer than ever that *45 never intended to be president of the entire country, just god-king to the dank corners where he's properly worshiped, this being one of his blessings upon "his" America. The rest of us are quite literally nonexistent - and our outrage only further justifies his actions in his mind, and the minds of his devotees.
And, once again, nothing will happen. Democrats will shout, some Republicans will shake their heads and frown sternly in his direction, but nothing will actually happen to stop the slide, 'cause this is still the TeaOP's creation, they still control the government, and there's still a Tea Party agenda to fulfill and special interest backs to be scratched, long term damage to the nation be danged.
Yes, I am hacked off. And scared. And trying not to lose all hope - but failing.
