I’ve been trying to process the change that’s coming. Today, I’m of two minds. I am proud of my country’s peaceful and celebrated transfer of power, and I believe in the fundamental strength of our democracy. But I am terrified, because President Trump does not represent me at all. I find him childish, vindictive, and hateful. I think he is a terrifying and dangerous combination of ignorant, incurious, and arrogant.
I am worried that he will be a poor steward of our economy, our safety, our reputation, and our relationships with our allies. I am afraid that he will do lasting harm. And I am sad that so many of my fellow Americans voted for a man who embraces, with zeal, the worst of our past – xenophobia, racism, and a bent towards isolationism that ignores the reality of the world we live in – in the name of “making America great.”
This man will move our nation backwards. And if his administration proves otherwise, it will be the happiest I’ve ever felt to be wrong.
I still believe in the goodness of our people. I believe that we can heal the wounds this presidential campaign has created. I believe that we can build commonalities rather than walls. I know, deep down, that we are a fundamentally decent people. I know that fear comes from ignorance. I know that power is finite. And so I believe, with everything that I am, that together, with patience, kindness, and love, we the people will continue to build a country that makes us proud, keeps us safe, welcomes the oppressed, comforts the broken, and remains a shining beacon of freedom in this world.
This is my country. This is our country. Together, we will succeed or fail. And I believe that we can succeed. That we will succeed.
That we must succeed. Together.