A Letter To Myself

Dear Myself,

You’re pissed off, I know….I know.  You’re more confused about the 2016 presidential election than you were when you learned how procreation worked in 6th grade Catholic school and then subsequently were taught about condoms and “safe sex” the next year in public school.  “Wait, I thought sex was the way to make babies after you get married!?!?  What else have I been lied to about??  Is Hoosiers real??  Is Bull Durham NOT a documentary about Kevin Costner’s baseball career??  Tell me the TRUTH!”

It’s obvious that you’re more politically upset than you’ve ever been, anaphylactically shocked (I’m allergic to idiocracy) with the country you love.  The country that has publicly schemed and plotted to be (as a country) ABOVE racism, sexism, intolerance and misogyny.  And weren’t we also the country that supposedly lives by the creed inscribed on our lady of freedom (Statue of Liberty): “Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, the wretched refuse of your teeming shore. Send these, the homeless, tempest-tossed to me, I lift my lamp beside the golden door!”  

“I will build a great wall — and nobody builds walls better than me, believe me –and I’ll build them very inexpensively. I will build a great, great wall on our southern border, and I will make Mexico pay for that wall. Mark my words.”

–Donald Trump

Then “we”, you know what….FUCK THAT, “WE” didn’t elect anyone, “SOMEBODY” elected a man who openly brags about infidelity and committing sexual assault and points critics to go watch porn.

How the hell did 30% of Latinos help elect a man who has routinely insulted them in public and called Mexicans “rapists“???

HOW ON EARTH did 45% of women help to elect a man who brags about “grabbing women by the pussy” while also calling women “pigs’ & ‘slobs”?

And the loudest voice out there FOR Trump, business-minded middle America that has now helped to elect a man who led half of his businesses directly to bankruptcy!

But oh, oh….he’s gonna fix our economy and “Make America Great Again”.  Thanks a lot for electing a trust-fund baby who has inherited over $600,000,000.00 from his father but claims to be a “self-made man”.
  A “self-made man” is built from scratch, he struggles and claws and bites his way to earn everything he has.  A real “self-made man” isn’t simply entitled with Monopoly money and given the opportunity to say yes or no to any lucrative business opportunity that comes their way from the time they’re old enough to raise their chubby little pinky finger while drinking Himalayan-farm fresh breast milk out of a golden baby bottle.  I got 600,000,000 reasons as to why you’re full of shit.

“The beauty of me is that I’m very rich.”
“The point is, you can never be too greedy.”
“I’ve said if Ivanka weren’t my daughter, perhaps I’d be dating her.”

–Donald Trump

But I digress…….I promised myself that I wouldn’t make myself go into a Hulk-like rage from reading this letter to myself.

America is sick.  Trump is the ABSOLUTE proof.  We suffer from stupidity and even worse we cough up indifference daily towards common sense, love, empathy and understanding of our fellow man/woman/trans/gay/lesbian/sapiosexual (i just learned that one).  But seriously, who’s really THAT surprised at this result?  After the initial shock wears off, you’ll find yourself more disappointed and ashamed than surprised.  You’ll find yourself mumbling self-loathing, rabbit-hole falling comments like, “I guess I just thought we weren’t this dumb”  or “I can’t believe anyone ACTUALLY voted for this ass-clown” or “Man, I really hate middle-America right now”.

But here’s the ugly truth, America IS Donald Trump, we are NOT the tired, poor, huddled masses yearning to be free anymore.  We are the over-caffeinated, greedy, introverted, selfish assholes yearning to be famous/skinny/rich/richer with a vacation home and a fucking WALL with a sign that reads “sorry, we’re all full…..Vote Trump in 2020”.

The utopian fairy tale we’ve all been sold about this potentially great country is missing the most important part needed in a good fairy tale, MORALS and VALUES.

BUT, there’s still hope.  We as a country, (yes you, me and everyone) must love stronger than our hatred can stand, we must be smarter than our anger, we must be stable and calculated in a time of mass emotional catastrophe.  This is a time to unite.  This is a time to believe in the future and continue to work towards the fairy tale.  Think……David vs Goliath.

We’re better than this America (or at least we SHOULD be), we’re stronger than our fears and we WILL be tougher and we WILL be better every day moving forward.  It starts with you and me.

“Darkness cannot drive out darkness, only light can do that.  Hate cannot drive out hate, only love can do that.”

“I refuse to accept the view that mankind is so tragically bound to the starless midnight of racism and war that the bright daybreak of peace and brotherhood can never become a reality…I believe that unarmed truth and unconditional love will have the final word.”

–Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.

Donald Trump is a mirror held up to our country’s face, we still have a lot of work to do.  But here’s our opportunity, it’s right here in front of us now…..stinking of old spice and spitting while it it talks about the size of it’s hands.

This isn’t a slap in the face, THIS IS AN OPPORTUNITY TO UNIFY AND RAISE UP.

If the Cubs could do it, so can we.  Let’s just hope it doesn’t take 108 years.  Who else needs a drink?



The Future You


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