This is how it is: Trump gets sworn in January 20th. We’ve still got 2.5-ish months under the Obama Administration. Between now and then there’s the chance to make a media circus out of Donald Trump’s upcoming sexual assault trial, creating more friction between him and his party, giving us at least a little breathing room in congress. He’s appointing three new judges this term, so checks and balances (which weren’t really adjusted well for a two-party system) won’t be in good working condition for the Democrats (which counts third-party and non-voters and basically any minority because welcome to reality).
So first thing: fight for that media circus. House reps will do ANYTHING for reelection. Friction within the party will force them to pick sides.
Second thing: VOTE IN 2018. Mid-term elections are a thing. ALL 435 SEATS OF THE HOUSE OF REPRESENTATIVES WILL BE CONTESTED. Go out and VOTE. We can win back the house. That’s one victory we sorely need. 33/100 SEATS OF SENATE WILL BE CONTESTED. We can win that back, too. 38 GOVERNORSHIPS WILL BE CONTESTED. If your county’s red, time to turn that around. VOTE ON NOVEMBER 6TH, 2018.
If you voted for Trump, you didn’t just vote against Hillary, you voted against me, a queer girl; against my dad, a non-white man; my little brother who has special needs; all poc; all transgender and nonbinary people; all LGBTQ+ people; all physically and mentally disabled people; all women. You voted against anyone who isn’t a cis, straight, white, physically and mentally able, middle to upper class man.
I wake up to the sound of the morning birds chirping. I see your face snuggled next to mine. Your hair is all messy and your face squished inbetween the pillows. I can’t help but smile at the sight of you looking so pure. The sunlight shining in from the window reflects off your face and emphasizes the delicate freckles that are sprinkled throughout your face. “Morning sunshine.” I sing sarcastically as I know how much you hate waking up early, especially on Sunday mornings. But Sunday mornings are my favorite part of the week and I can’t stand them without you. “Mhhmfrrp” you snark into the fluffy pillow that has swallowed up your face. I nudge you a little more. “Cmon don’t be lazyyy.” I joke as I give your side a small kick. “Fine.” You grumble as we both hop out of bed.
The sizzling of the pancakes cooking wake me up a little more. Standing in the doorway and I get a good view of the tired sight that is you cooking breakfast. Hearing you hum the words of your favorite song gives me a sense of calmness. It lets me know that you’re okay and that you’re breathing and that you’re happy. Your happiness is all I need in this world along with your love.
I walk up quietly behind you and wrap my arms around your waist hugging you softly. The feel of your skin on mine is enough warmth to fuel a whole city. I love you.
The kind of Sunday morning that Maroon 5 keeps talking about
I’ve been seeing some comments here and there about people feeling left out in the Hillary fandom. Figured instead of commenting I’d make a post addressing this in case more people are feeling like that.
It’s a small fandom but we’re a friendly bunch so don’t be shy and just jump in. I don’t think anybody has ignored anybody on purpose. Tumblr is kinda shitty when it comes to communication besides actual messages or asks. You can easily miss an @ here and there. But don’t be shy, reblog or comment and @ people, jump in if there’s a conversation.
So in short, just join in on the fun! Nobody should feel left out <3