After the election night I felt a certain dread.
It was palpable, sensed in the air. Of course in my household we were all shocked, amused even in a horrified kinda way. We did not think it all would sink so low. I slept just a few hours, with a mental heaviness that cannot be described. I avoided the news after the election for a couple of weeks, not because I was angry or upset or sad, but because I could not tolerate any more stupidity, and there was plenty on air.
Everyone could feel something was off throughout the next few days at work and elsewhere. Some of my friends said going places, the gym, the supermarket, etc, they felt other people angry and perturbed.
It wasn't until much later, maybe on inauguration, that I finally figured out and understood what was hissing like snake underneath in the shadows of my psyche. It was the knowledge that this was just the beginning, that it wasn't Trump mainly or specifically, but that he had been elected in a flawed system by a minority of racist, pieces of shit, yet still close enough to half the country who could not understand the idiocy of electing a reality television star, a racist, corrupt businessman, misogynistic, a narcissist, a mobster. Worse, they thought it was good to have such a businessman to run things like a business, because y'know how well businesses care for the welfare of all the working classes, and the insurmountable hypocrisy of the religious sects of the country voting for this asswipe to get their agenda established. This was the sign of the times, this was their President, a final fuck you to Obama and progressiveness.
Never did I believe this society would regress the way it had, I thought we would move forward and despite all the problems, we would conquer them and learn. Nope. I finally understood that it was not that we regressed, the inferiors, the cruel, the racist, the ignorant fucks of society were always there, the ones straddling the line could always be swayed and influenced and fooled, and it was never going to change. They will forever be beholden to the vagrancies of superficiality.
And despite the Chosen Orange One's incompetence, somehow, someday, the deplorables will elect someone competent who has learned the lessons of loudmouth charm, emotional manipulation, just to appeal to the lower passions of the hypocritical republican mouthbreathers.