Character matters-- and I need more coffee

Is it fair to say, I'm pre-tired? 

I read a letter to the editor this morning, in which a person in North Danville, VT (where my husband grew up and he still has relatives) declared that the scripture he heard at church this past Sunday inspired him to make a connection that Trump was the New King, the New Messiah.

Blasphemy, at the very least-- and scary. 

Fear-mongering, lying, treasonous, garbage-slinging people who are fabricating nonsense in order to manipulate those who don't or won't take the time to read and consider, to learn or re-learn how the country is supposed to work... I could go on, but I won't. I just hate to see this slime seeping into our lives every single day. There are some few GOP members who actually push back against this wave of slop, and whose recent rhetoric indicates that maybe, just maybe, some sanity may be found among all the flag-and-hat waving sycophants. 

Character matters. 

Preparedness, intelligence, foresight, and a sincere desire to raise up all people matters. 

Xenophobic narcissism, coupled with overwhelming greed and a lack of moral compass, is the bedrock of toxic nationalism. Fascism. In short, the annihilation of what the Great American Experiment has been and should be.

Okay, I need more coffee. I only got 4 hours of sleep last night. Thank goodness it's Friday.

C