So the worst happened.
And still we live.
As I process the uncertainty, grieve the future, and puzzle at the present, I keep circling around to my basic sense of self; my relationship to the Democratic Party has been difficult. I left in the nineties because of Bill Clinton's triangulating hippy punching neo-liberalism. I did not vote for a Democratic Presidential candidate until the manifest disaster of George W. Bush in 2004, when I backed a flawed candidate. It was Barack Obama who made me feel that the party was something I wanted to fight for, even as I then began to wonder why these policies didn't seem to be for me--not really. I can't really afford the health insurance on what I make trying to tread water in the career Sea of Sorrow. As I wrote before the election; I get it.
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