And then this will all be over. Well, it really won't because Trump will contest the election (ineffectually, but noisily) and his legacy of outrageous fascism will live on... but at least I'll be able to call him and everyone who voted for him a loser, and then take a nice, peaceful nap for about a year.
I'm now as certain as I can comfortably be that Hillary Clinton will be the next President of the United States. That means we'll have to reckon with all of her political baggage, but also that we will have averted a Trumpian apocalypse, and will have opened the door for qualified and inspired women to assume the Presidency in years to come. So, that's cause to feel good.
I've been putting off writing about the election for a while, because contemplating a future where Donald Trump is the President of anything is viscerally disgusting. It's only in recent weeks, as the Donald's poll numbers have tanked miserably, that I've actually felt comfortable laughing at his buffoonery again.
Donald Trump is only funny when his eventual humiliation is assured. He'd be even more risible if he were marching off to prison for the sexual assaults he's all but admitted to committing, but the prospect of his losing decisively in November is also pretty satisfying. Laughing in the faces of ignorant white men is also a fond desire.
I know I'm getting ahead of myself, and setting myself up to eat serious crow in the event that Trump does pull off whatever the opposite of a miracle is. But I need the pick-me-up.
I actually did spend this Monday discussing the election with my students, including the reasons why I could not possibly support Trump. Most of my students are in agreement that he is, to use a commonly cited phrase, "a racist asshole". A consensus for supporting Hillary Clinton is less pronounced, but that's their business. I really don't want to tell my students what to think - but it's imperative to me that they understand what a danger Trump represents to their futures.
How they'll feel after four years of Hillary Clinton, when many of them will at last be of voting age, is any one's guess. I am content to see how she does, and try to evaluate her term in a fair manner. I have my expectations, and she will probably fall short of some of them, while exceeding others. But at least she won't be a tenth as awful as Trump's worst potential.
I'm going to shut up about politics (here at least) until after Election day. But as busy as I am with work and stuff, I want to post some new poetry soon, and maybe even get back to work on that fiction I kind of abandoned last year. Maybe when the last of my Trump anxiety has faded.