Entry 1: Running on Faith
November 9, 2016
It was a bright day in November, and the clocks were striking thirteen. The winner, his expectations met, began to assume power.
Yeah I know, that first paragraph reads like a dystopian story. But it’s a fact. The symbolism is, of course, borrowed, but applies. Soon we, once again, peacefully transfer power, regardless of consequences, because that’s what we do. We have survived unpopular leaders before. The republic will stand.
But somehow, it feels different this time. A little off, you know? Dirty.
I’m uncertain what went wrong. We followed the usual steps. We listened to a bunch of candidates complain about one another for over a year. We then selected two and watched them attack each other for a couple months. Finally, we held the traditional popularity contest and entertainer won. (Go figure.)
So, now we hand over our military, economic and political power to a seventy-year-old white man with no governance experience. We do so willingly.
While technically church and state are separated, let’s face it. This is a faith-based government.