It’s the day we’ve been praying would never come.
When I saw the above photo in a report about the pre-inauguration concert (before I improved it through the magic of photo apps), I was physically sickened – just as I am every time I’ve heard a news report referring to “President-Elect XXX.”
I’ve been to the Lincoln Memorial a couple of times. My memories of being there with the people in my life who are most important to me are indescribably precious. We stood in awe, reading the earth-shaking words carved on either side. We soaked in the imposing beauty in the depiction of our greatest president. We went down a few steps and wept as we approached the spot where Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. gave his momentous speech. These were moments of reverence, of wiping away tears of thanksgiving for people like Lincoln and Dr. King in our nation’s history.
The sight of this almost-a-president who will NEVER be a true president, mugging for the camera, is a profanity. It’s as ugly as if thugs had defaced the monument with spray painted four-letter words.
It’s nothing to do with politics. It’s about basic human decency. It’s about this person’s inability to take any interest whatsoever in anything outside himself. It’s about someone who is, quite objectively, evil. Someone who will destroy the office of the POTUS. No matter what he might do – or not do – in office, he is our national disgrace. Our collective embarrassment.
He is where he is because our citizens are, as it turns out, one of two things: ignorant (willfully or through poor education) or Machiavellian. There’s no hiding that almost half the voting population of the U.S. asked for this travesty.
And we are left in mourning, with tears of horror.