For Better or Worse
Those Americans yelling that President-Elect Trump is "not my President" are wrong, just as the right-wingers who said that about President Obama were. We may not like it, and he may be actively dangerous to us, both collectively and individually, but assuming the process plays out the way it normally does (that is, excluding possible-but-unlikely scenarios), next January Donald Trump will be the President of all
Americans, regardless of whether they like him or he likes them.
I do take quite seriously the existential threat the incoming President poses to many people, including people close to me and many of my friends. At the moment, we can only hope that he's going to be as good at implementing his threats as he has been at running casinos, universities, and companies that sell steaks. I'm not trying to be flippant. The threat affects me, too, even with the large amount of privilege that comes with being white, male, native-born, and moderately well off.
What happens next? I don't know. I just hope that the worst case scenarios do not play out and we manage to survive the Trump years. Current Mood: worried