Today Donald Trump becomes president. I have yet to fully wrap my head about it, but I'm not a denier- as a proud American, he IS now my president, like it or not. (And to be clear, I do not. I do not very much). It's a very strange day. A very strange time.
I hope that 4 years from now, that people's lives have gotten better, not worse- in that way I wish him well; I hope his policy changes fail decidedly- in that way I wish him failure.
I will not be watching the inauguration today. I do not have to embrace something to accept it. I will be powering off the TV, closing the browser on CNN and letting my donations do most of the talking today: to Planned Parenthood, to the ACLU, to the Council on American-Islamic Relations. To the NAACP. To NARAL Pro-Choice America. To RAINN.
President Trump, I am angry. I’m angry and I’m frustrated and I’m disappointed in you already. If I have any hope in you at all, then it’s just that you begin giving the sacred office the respect and honor that it deserves.