My sense of humor has gotten me through the most difficult of times. Illness. Death. George W.
It got me through the early days of Donald Trump’s candidacy — because after all his is a walking joke, isn’t he?
Every one of this progressively outrageous actions has left me sputtering. But I’ve always found a thread, although rarely enough for a blog post lately.
But it’s just not funny any more.
This morning, GOP Candidate for President of the United States called upon Russia to hack Democratic Candidate for President and former Secretary of State Hillary Clinton’s email. He encouraged them to do so. He sanctioned a foreign government — one that the United States has had challenging relations with since the Russian Revolution in 1917.
As reported by the New York Times, the man we cannot let become president said:
“Russia, if you’re listening, I hope you’re able to find the 30,000 emails that are missing,” Mr. Trump said, staring directly into the cameras. “I think you will probably be rewarded mightily by our press.”
Elections Matter. This one more than most.
Volunteer. Donate. Convince everyone you know to vote for Hillary Clinton.
This man cannot become our president.
I’m watching Donald Trump’s acceptance speech. And I’m finding it hard to concentrate.
All I can focus on is those little fingers.