The saddest day

Today we saw the results of people misusing democracy. 

People who didn't vote in the 2016 election allowed a man to take office who was never fit to be our president. A buffoon, a snake oil salesman of the worst sort, who now has a cult following of eejits who believe that truth is whatever their golden calf says.

And he's bawling out lies right and left because, for maybe the first time in his stunted life, he cannot buy, or force the world to give him what he wants. 

And what does he want?

Mostly adulation, adoration, undeserved love and power! This man does not want to be president of the United States of America. I wouldn't be surprised if he had won and tried to rename the country after one of his country clubs. He wants to be a dictator.  

And there are enough people in his cult filled with people, who are already living on the fringes of society, or participating in crazy religions that have idolized him, to wreak havoc on our democracy.

Because we play by the rules, or at least the rules for rich white men in the United States.

There is no way a Black Lives Matter protest would have gone down like this with only four people dead. There would have been hundreds killed, shot, arrested, but today we saw pictures of men breaking into the Capital building, twelve inches from law enforcement with guns, who were not shot, or arrested.

Today is the saddest day I have seen in the United States of American since I have been born.