#Resist Trump: 1,393 Days to Go

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    Sometimes it is hard to understand the paths that are taken and those abstained. Other times things seem much clearer, and then just for a moment, everything feels just right. As some of you may have noticed, I've been on a bit of a hiatus. I have been focusing on other areas of my life, and now I am hoping to jump back into my writing in this forum. So, welcome back and welcome to my new readers.

   My last post was about a month before the World seemed to implode. Obviously, my candidate was not selected and the worse President the United States stepped up to the plate. To say I was disappointed would be an understatement. I was appalled and only seemed to find relief in the fact that not only did he lose the popular vote by the largest margin ever recorded, but it would seem that thousands like myself were just as outraged by the turn of events in the Election of 2016. At any rate, here we are on the brink of insanity with the greatest denier of facts sitting in the most prestigious, powerful, and previously revered seat in all the world. The callousness that he approaches his Presidency, the audacity, and superiority complex he seems to suffer from just do not describe the senselessness of our precarious situation. Here we are. I like many chose to sulk for a time, not just because we lost, but because I did not fight harder to stop this madness.
     The future is here and only now can we rise from the ashes of this debacle and change our future through resistance. Donald John Trump may be President of the United States of America for the next 1,393 day, God willing, but in that time we must continue to keep our stay. We must go forward in the coming elections, change the tide in the House and Senate the best we can, and in the meantime continue to demand change, progress, truth, facts, and science. Only through this will we endure. If we sit back for the next 1,393 days, we will ensure our destruction and rebuild a dam is much harder than repairing it.

What do you all think? How can we best spend the next 1,393 days?

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