Rooting for the Real...

"My political opponents," that would be the Republican Party, want to impose their god-awful-ness on all of us. Yikes. You wonder to yourself: "Why do they hate the America that exists today?" One thing that seems to bind them, hatred of the other. Anyone not a White Christian Nationalist Repbulican is on the outs with these folks. Everything I celebrate about America, our diversity, our inclusiveness, our multi-cultural cornucopia, our thriving urban centers, are considered foreign and unwanted by them. I keep thinking this political movement can't happen, can't last, it must implode, disintegrate, fall apart into a million ugly pieces. The reality of America is too strong, too diverse. You can't put the toothpaste back in the tube. Maybe I am wrong. Not sure. Every day I watch these sick fuckers trying to dismantle this beautiful experiment of a Rainbow Democracy and I shake my head. Who knows, maybe it is my optimism, my hopefulness that blinds me. I hope not. I do my best to see and think clearly. I do  believe that reality has a way of having it's say. It's time for reality to make a come-back.