I wish that I could have had the image for this diary come from Where the Wild Things Are. But I couldn't. Rules are rules. Yet, i can’t help but feel Maurice Sendak would equate Donald to one of his sad monsters. So, so sad.
I know we have to fight back against Trumpists and the Republicans. I know that racists, and people like Stephen Miller, think they have so much power right now. I know that vile forces think that they have the upper hand over those they oppose, which is all of us who define ourselves as progressives.
Think it through though. Look at the picture above. These are not people raging against the dying of the light. These are people raging against the future.
I am not afraid of them. I am not afraid of Trump. There is nothing he can do or say that will not make me want to confront him. He is a shadow.
Rage against the dying of the light.