I have been following the marches across the country and the world on Twitter, Facebook and Instagram. I am hearing a lot of carping, sniping and sniveling from the Clinton and Sanders camps. This wasn't just media foolishness, as I thought initially, designed to distract from the importance of the marches. It was the real thing.
As I said to a friend of mine in a message on Twitter, Jesus Aloysius Horatio Christ, pull up your big kid pants, grow a set of whatever you need and stop whining. The nomination is over. I didn't like the way it ended. I didn't think it was fair, but it is OVER. The election is over. I was stunned, shocked and angry; but this I know, Bernie's people didn't defeat Clinton. A corrupt DNC; a negligent media; the FBI; I think the Russians and that anemic putz who runs Wikileaks had a piece of it; the bloody Republican voter suppression humps in Michigan, Wisconsin and Pennsylvania and the lazy lizards belonging to the 45% who didn't get off their asses and vote defeated Clinton. It's left us in a nightmare; it's horrible, but it's OVER.
In the first hour of Trump's administration he hurt millions of people. He increased mortgage interest rates and began to undermine the ACA. He'll work in the dark, in the closet, under the table and behind the bookcase, but he is working for the rich and their corporate interest wherever he is working. He is in office for one reason, to make money for himself and his cronies.
Clinton, the nomination and the election are yesterday. Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow, as the Bard said, is the issue. Donald J. Trump - liar, conman, cheat extraordinaire with the vocabulary skills of a dyslexic goldfish and all the charm and class of a gang of kids rolling a drunk - is our problem now. We must not be divided to be conquered; we must not be diverted and Gaslighted. We must not let the media or its pet huckster throw sawdust in our eyes so we can't see what is going on in front of us.
We weren't all on the streets today, but we are all focused, ready to work just the same. Let's shovel the bullshit into the ashcan, dry our tears, bandage our wounds and get to work forming common cause. It is worth as much as our survival.