Here Comes the Night?

A question was posed on a Facebook group page set up for the sad sacks who had voted against Trump.

“well peeps it’s been 2 days since our world was turned upside down- checking in - how’s everyone doing?”

I picked some answers from the 200+ answers  as of today. They seem to be a reasonable representation of the overall feelings.

KG – “I’m still feeling I was hit in the face with a board”

RH – “Worried about my son and brother who are disabled and rely on Social Security for us to live”

BW – “I’m still numb.”

AG – “I feel like Franz Kafka must have felt in Germany in the 1930s. Just the thought of living in an environment of rising white nationalism and bureaucratic oppression is giving me feelings of alienation and anxiety. I can't imagine what I'm going to feel like over the next four years -- powerlessness and fear of arbitrary authority comes to mind!”

I was one of those Sad Sacks also. I feel we are not being overly dramatic with our concerns after being so deeply gut punched. I also recognize that at some point, the grieving has to stop and the healing, if any is available, needs to begin. Sans any healing, even more anger from the Left will surely follow and build over time. If that happens, then the Right has really won. They brought us down to their level before the election and will most likely keep us there if our anger and rage rises to the levels their boot licking followers are already carrying. No better way to control the masses than to keep them uncertain, afraid and full of rage. 

Most of us won’t know how to fight at their level. ……… We might want to learn.

No matter what happens, there are some tough times ahead folks ……. For both sides.

Keep it "tween the ditches ..............................

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I decided on this great tune from my Teen Club days for this post. I was compiling a Van Morrison playlist and lo and behold, I had forgotten he had been a member of "Them". When I first played it for my list, it was the day after the election. Since I was weak from the previous day's disappointment of seeing my champion go down in flames, I could not help associating the lyrics to how I felt at that moment. It was these lyrics that did it :

Well, here it comes

Here comes the night

The long, the long and lonely night

Night, night, night, night, night, night

Please enjoy, "Here Comes the Night" , by Them, one of seminal groups of 1960s Rock.