My Heart Sings for Donald Trump

Oh Mr. Trump.  How do I love thee.  Let me count the ways.

Is it your hair that always seems to be blowing gently in the wind?  No, that’s not it.

Is it your gold and diamonds and massive wealth?  No, that’s not it either.

Oh, Donald, what is it about you that sets my heart atwitter?Blue-Background-Heart-Pic1

Ah, sigh, it is your voice.

Let me explain.  Dearest Donald, the words that come out of your mouth are your truth.  Your hard, twisted, racist, misogynist, messed up truth.  Not my truth, but yours.  And I sincerely thank you for that.

We live in a world where even tech-limited people have the capacity to fancy up their life with their status updates and shear off the pounds on their pictures.  It is easy today to have a public persona that doesn’t match your inner truth.  And this is so very, dangerously true in politics.

Candidates for the presidency on both the left and right smile and wave and grit their teeth at the American people.  They promise the things that are popular and that will get them votes.  They pander to minorities, they tell plastic, hollow jokes on television.  They avoid answering honestly any question that might draw disappointment from their supporters and they spend millions of dollars telling stories about each other like a bunch of 5 year olds.

Worse yet, the so-called newscasters that are supposed to be neutral and tell us impartially what is going on in the world spin their questions and their stories to be dramatic and to prove their opinions to be true.

For a long time I got my news from The Colbert Report and from The Daily Show.  I know that most conservative folks out there would poo poo these sources, but they truly pointed out the discrepancies in everyone’s stories.  Democratic and Republican alike were constantly outed for spinning tales to strengthen their stance.

I constantly run across Facebook posts that arbitrarily throw out “facts” about past, present and potential future presidents.  If you take 3 seconds to google some facts behind 99% of these memes, you’ll find that at the very least the truth was stretched and the numbers fudged.

So, Donald Trump, who do I love thee, though the ideas that your words form scald my brain with their acid messages?

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Trump- “I think minorities are stupid!” Rubio- “Uhh, hey, Trump. You’re not supposed to tell our secrets!”

I love you because you are willing to say what you actually think.  And because you are doing so, I hope that other candidates have to speak their own truths to either agree with you or (please God) disagree with you.  While you are spewing your comments about the raping Mexicans, I can see the other candidates thinking, “Oh shit, don’t say that OUT LOUD!”  It’s not that they weren’t thinking some of the things you are saying.  It’s just that they have mastered the ability to smile pretty and think the nastiness deep inside.

Dear Donald, I pray often and hard that the people in this country are smart enough not to vote you into the presidency.  I fear that could spell major and fairly immediate disaster for the United States.  I sincerely hope that you never achieve a position of power over the citizens of this nation.  However, I love to hear you speak your crazy words.  I do not agree with you.  But thank you, so very much, for being honest about who you are.  At least I know for sure what an ass you are.

 

Author: Mary Preston, LMFT

I am a Licensed Marriage and Family Therapist and Life Coach. Through dealing with my own anxiety and attention difficulties over the years I have discovered many useful practices and tools to help regain focus, shift my attention to what's important and to stay organized enough to get the life that I want. In my practice I work primarily with women and children with Anxiety, ADHD and Depression and I share what I've learned to get them back on track to living a full, purpose filled life.

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