We have President Trump. The classic oxymoron. Those two words, President and Trump, do not belong together.
I watched a bit of the inauguration. I said I would not, but it was my lunch hour. Who can resist a great car crash?
I noticed the crowd was much smaller.
Last I checked, I qualify as a people. Somehow, I do not feel I am a ruler in this nation. I exercise very little control. When I write my favorite politician, I get a form letter in reply. The best I can hope for is that someone is tabulating the complaints.
Am I forgotten? Who will listen? I am not quite sure the middle-class is as dead as he seems to think, The last 20 years have generally been good to me. The Midwest is not quite ready to rust away.
A man with questionable morals claims that God will protect us. I think he has been drinking the Pence Kool-Aid.
Some memorable quotes:
"What truly matters is not which party controls our government, but whether our government is controlled by the people.
January 20th 2017, will be remembered as the day the people became the rulers of this nation again.
The forgotten men and women of our country will be forgotten no longer.
Everyone is listening to you now.
I will fight for you with every breath in my body – and I will never, ever let you down.
There should be no fear – we are protected, and we will always be protected.
We will be protected by the great men and women of our military and law enforcement and, most importantly, we are protected by God.
You will never be ignored again."
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