I considered starting off with “It’s been a rough month for women in business.”   But I can’t defend that sweeping generality.  43% of women voted for Trump.  That group was largely populated by white women, so, nice job ladies.  Way to trust your privilege.

A fun thing to Google is “Why do people vote against their own best interest?”

I can, at least generalize enough to say that I’m one of many people who are trying to come to terms with the words “President-elect Donald Trump.”  That last time I saw so many media people in tears was 9/11.

When Donald Trump became a real contender, My Tom and I seriously talked about our options.  But we really have only one option.  This is our home.  This is our country.  And as white, blue-eyed straight citizens who are on but not quite over the edge of financial disaster, we have no business doing anything but trying to stand for the less privileged.

I’m not exactly sure how.   I’m wearing a safety pin and set my profile picture on Facebook to Black Lives Matter.  I went ahead and put my congressman on speed dial.  Trump supporters are accusing me of not being patriotic enough to let it go.  Progressives (and nouveau progressives) have descended to angry accusations at each other.  Bluntly, it all sucks.

Trump as president is still largely an unknown.  Which of his reckless promises will he keep?  Which contradictory promises will he abandon?  As of this writing, he’s already back-pedaling on some of the alarming vows, so maybe the biggest threat from him will be his uncurbed tongue, hyper-sensitivity and impulsive behavior.  That frees us to vomit over the realization that just under half of this country is either full of hate or fine with hate.

I don’t have a good conclusion to this blog, so I will end here.