I tried to stay awake as I watched people in suits masterfully dance their fingers across giant touch screen TVs that showed maps of the US turning red. I reached the point where the thought of walking upstairs to bed was too much, so I stayed on the couch. I was awoken by my wife running down the stairs at 4:30am saying "Who won!? Who won!?". I stumbled for my phone and immediately went to Ned Oliver's Twitter feed to see the final RVA Mayor results. (force of habbit) "Not Richmond's race!", she yelled.
I reached for the remote.
That's when we saw the graphic announcing that Donald Trump is the President elect of the United States of American flash on the screen for the first time. Disbelief, numbness, fear all set it. How could this happen dominated our conversation for the next hours. Then the kids woke up. We smiled as we did our morning routine. That includes some singing and dancing around, breakfast and an in depth discussion about princesses. There was a stark contrast in how we were feeling and the youthful unawareness from our kids who are too young to understand what an election is. I could feel something I don't feel very often in the air. I could see it in my wife's eyes too. It wasn't just sadness, it was fear. Fear for the future of the country we live in and love.
I know we're supposed to "Say the right things", but right now, for me, this is the right thing to say.
Anger has won.
Division has won.
Hate has won.
Trump supporters "Fought The Political Machine", without realizing they are part of their own political machine. One based on lies. One based on fear. One based on shitty red hats made in China. We are left to only hope that he played on his supporters fears to get elected and won't act on his campaign promises.
Trump's favorite solution is to build walls, and he is going to unite us?
We live in a volatile world now led by a volatile man. He has our beautiful country, and after him, I'm not sure we'll be able to make it great again.