horrible speech

anonymous asked:

What are your thoughts on this? romania-insider(.)com/teenagers-vandalize-ten-tombstones-bucharest-jewish-cemetery/

You know, I wasn’t going to answer this because I literally had the worst week of my life (I’ve been diagnosed with diabetes of an yet unidentified origin because it’s not type 1 or classic type 2, endometriosis, and a rare form of cholecystitis which forces me to go through surgery after I finish my second year of uni, and to top the worst week of my life, the dog I adopted just a week ago stopped breathing for a minute after she hit her head and had to be resuscitated), so last night when you sent this to me, the only thing I wanted was to enjoy Eurovision memes and the last thing I wanted, even topping, I don’t know, blood in my stool, an earthquake, was to argue with you on your previous message:

But now I see you sent this exact message to Simona because you are desperate for an answer, so I wanted to say this:

I haven’t  even read the link and I can tell you I consider what they did a despicable thing. But you probably knew that, right? Because what you, superior Western European being, want from me is not my honest opinion on this subject, you want me to apply the actions of few individuals to a people of 19 million +. What you really want from me is a reaction that would validate your opinion from your first message.  And let’s be very honest, you don’t want me to offer you proof to change your mind, you’ve already made it up a long time ago and nothing I will say will change it.  This is the reason I just reblogged this post I translated a few months ago  - http://lareinecersei.tumblr.com/post/160627168756/lareinecersei-a-dutch-lady-is-warmly-recounting instead of answering, it was a very polite way of telling you to kindly fuck off and leave me be. 

But just for the sake of conversation, answering your message would have put me into one of the following positions: 

1. I agree with you that Romanians are horrible (which a lot of them are, I never said that they aren’t), validating your opinion, while desperately trying to prove to you that I myself am not like them and I’m one of the good guys, but honestly, I don’t owe you shit. 

2. I don’t agree with you and you’ve validated your opinion by seeing that I, just like the rest of the Romanians, and the rest of the people living in the East of Europe, am as horrible as you thought I were. 

But you know what? I don’t owe you shit. No matter what I say, you’ll still be a xenophobic asshole who will spread prejudice in the name of fighting it. And I don’t owe Romania shit either, the government isn’t paying me to repair their image online.

EDIT: I forgot to add this quote:

[…]When you say you are  Romanian, you are carrying a whole country on your back, and yet most of us are not related to or have any sort of connections to the ones who steal on Champs-Élysées. I have never seen a Westerner feel personally responsible or ashamed because of a criminal they happened to share a nationality with. But how many of us feel profoundly embarrassed when a Romanian is speaking loudly in a plane filled with perplexed foreigners?

[…] Romania is not a village where a few hundred people, all of them alike, live. Romania is a country with almost 20 million inhabitants. And yet, from the position of the one who explains themselves and who feels ashamed, we risk transforming our interactions with foreigners into a sisyphic exam that some are struggling to pass, even though it is inevitable that one who is not prepared will appear, and determine all the others to fail.

things-with-teeth  asked:

Cue five minutes of me flipping back through your blog for things you've watched. Buffy!

hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha oh god I have WAY more than five things I’d like to change about Buffy, but I’ll try to hit the big ones here: 

1. It Would Be Less Racist (specifically: it would not be 98% white, as it takes place IN SOUTHERN CALIFORNIA, OH MY GOD WHERE ARE THE LATINO CHARACTERS IN THIS SHOW. WHERE ARE THE ASIAN CHARACTERS. WHY ARE THERE ONLY LIKE TWO BLACK CHARACTERS PER SEASON. Delete Inca Mummy Girl and the thanksgiving episode with extreme prejudice, much as I love Spike going “you made a bear!”, and Willow’s white guilt.) 

2. “Seeing Red” is gone. Spike’s season six character arc makes sense, and James Marsters and the writers don’t visibly fight in the lines vs delivery about who Spike is, what he thinks and feels, and where he’s going as a character. Rape isn’t used as a prop. Spike doesn’t get a soul. He’s more interesting without one, and Spike/Buffy is more interesting without the half-assed sanitizing they did of Spike’s character in s7, caught uselessly between wanting to stay on the right side of the sexual DMZ they set up for themselves with demons and “bad” sex on one side and souled up people and “good” sex on the other side and the knowledge that Spike can’t go the way of Angelus–he has to stay Spike to be interesting. 

3. Faith kisses Buffy on the mouth instead of the forehead. In S7, the will-they-won’t-they Spike/Buffy dynamic is broken not by Angel/Buffy but Faith/Buffy. Faith comes bearing the amulet for a hero–Angel, understandably busy with his own apocalypse, doesn’t show. Faith kissing Buffy in the basement. Faith gets the cookies speech. 

4. The magic-is-drugs thing is gone. Dark Willow isn’t poisoned, isn’t under the influence. Dark Willow is just Willow, doing what she thinks is best. Because that’s who Willow has always been. That’s the scary/awesome part. 

5. Dawn’s Keyness doesn’t go away after season five! Dawn’s Keyness continues to be important, a part of herself she learns to access and use, even if she doesn’t unlock the particular door Glory wanted her to unlock anymore! (I want Dawn to unlock doors between dimensions. I want Dawn to be the masterkey for the multiverse.) 

6. (Yes, I know I was only supposed to go to five, and I know that this is Angel and not Buffy, but this is important:) SPIKE TELLS BUFFY HE IS ALIVE





….okay I was hoping to keep this at ten, but ONE MORE


okay i lied ONE MORE FOR REAL


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He heard the news too late.

Rattrap was the one who told him. Amongst the glorious violence of celebration the mech had pulled him aside (and if he recalled, with much difficulty), to whisper said words into his audials: “Your pawn is dead.”

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Oh We've Met

* Laurens × Reader
* 192: I saw you staring at each other, I just wasn’t sure if it was sexual tension or murderous rage
* modern

A/N: and another bout of writer’s block had settled in the middle of this one…hope its still good

Your phone buzzed in your pocket. You pulled it out and saw it was from your your friend Alexander.
“Party at my house tonight! 8!”
-A. Ham"
Guess that solved your problem of nothing to do. You had to finish getting groceries though before you could go get ready.

You grabbed a box off the shelf and starting reading the back. You were trying to find new things to eat besides canned food and microwave dinners. While reading the back you didn’t notice the other man in the isle. He was tossing up his keys in the air and catching them.

He tossed them up too high and they flew forwards. “Shit.” He caught them but bumped into you in the process and knocked you over. “Oh my god! Are you alright?” He panicked and offered you a hand up.

“Ow! No I’m not alright!” You shouted. You pushed yourself off the floor ignoring his help. “Watch where you’re going!”

“I’m so sorry!” He said. He kept pushing his hair out of his face as it hung down to his shoulders. “I swear I didn’t mean to knock you down!”

“Still, you did and it hurt.” You told him. You were grateful you put your basket down while reading the box, at least you didn’t have to pick up everything. You grabbed your basket and walked off, absolutely livid.

“I’m really sorry!” You heard the man call one last time. You purchased your things and drove home. After putting your purchases away, you went to get ready. You decided you should probably try to actually look decent tonight. You decided jeans and a nice top should be enough. You put on a little make up and brushed your hair.

Alexander lived across town so you left about 30 minutes early. Still, you were about 15 minutes late so lots of people were already here. You took your keys and phone inside and left your purse locked in your car.

You walked inside and looked for someone you knew. Instead they found you. “Y/N!” Called a voice with a french accent. You looked to the sound of the voice. Lafayette was waving at you from the couch. He was wearing his hair down for once, allowing the curls to frame his head.

Hercules was beside him. Hercules, as always, had his hair covered with one of his hats. You walked over and plopped yourself down on the ottoman between their feet. “Hey guys.” You said happily. “Any idea why Alexander is having a party?”

“I think he got that plan thing of his to pass.” Hercules said. “Finally found a way to please Jefferson and Madison.”

“Ah that would make sense.” You nodded.

“Y/N!” You heard Alexander call. You turned around and saw him coming over. You stood and gave him a hug.

“You got your plan through?” You asked in confirmation.

“Yeah finally!” He said happily. “It was one hell of a deal too. See I had to-”

“Dude.” You interrupted and held up a hand to stop him. “It’s all gonna fly over my head so save your breath.” You usually sat and listened to Alexander but hardly understood any of what he was said as he always used legal terms.

“Fair enough.” He chuckled. “All that matters is that we’re celebrating!” He cheered. You smiled and shook your head at his enthusiasm. Then you looked over his shoulder and your mood deflated.

Across the room was that idiot who knocked you over earlier. Now his hair was pulled back keeping it from his face. He had noticed you as well and was staring back at you sheepishly. Alexander looked between the two of you confused. “You know John Laurens?”

“Yeah we’ve met once.” You answered before turning your back and walking back to the ottoman.

“Where did you guys meet?” Alexander asked while following you.

“Look it doesn’t matter. I’ve met him once that’s all.” You answered.

Alexander paused, thinking. “Did you sleep with him?” He asked you quietly.

“No!” You shouted. “Why does it matter?” You asked.

“Well I saw you staring at each other, I just wasn’t sure if it was sexual tension or murderous rage.” He shrugged.

“Murderous rage.” You told him.

“Mon aime, monsieur Laurens is a good man.” Lafayette said.

“Yeah, he’s was with us when we met Alexander.” Hercules added.

“Wait you knew him before you knew Alexander?” You asked them.

“Yep. We’d go catch a drink every now and then.” Hercules told you. “Then one day Alexander was there.” You’d known they’d met at a bar and had similar views, that must mean this John Laurens shares the same views.

“How did the two of you meet?” Lafayette asked.

“Look I was at the store, he was in the same isle. He bumped into me and knocked me down.” You finally explained. The men exchanged a look and burst out laughing. “Why is that so funny?”

“Oh man Y/N. John is like a walking accident, if he knocked you over he probably feels terrible. He doesn’t mean to be accident prone, he just is.” Alexander explained.

“Well I’ll just stay over here and avoid him ok?” You said.

“Whatever.” Alexander said.

Hours later and the party was winding down. Most of the people had left except for the three men you spent most of the evening with, and John Laurens.

“You guys gonna crash here?” Alexander asked you guys as he was cleaning up.

“Do we have to help clean if we stay?” You inquired.

“Only if you want to.” He said.

“Then I’ll stay.” You told him, and started to help him clean even though you didn’t need to. The other boys started helping also. You went to grab some trash sacks for everyone. John was in the kitchen washing some bowls.

“Hey I uh…I never did get your name.” He said, wiping his hands on a dish towel.

“No you didn’t.” You said grabbing some trash bags from one of the cupboard.

“Well are you staying over? I think it’d be awkward if I didn’t know everyone I spent the night with.” He tried.

“You’re staying here too?” You asked. “This night just gets better and better.”

“Well it will if you just tell me your name.” John said.

“Fine. It’s Y/N.” You supplied so he’d finally shut up.

“Pleasure.” He said coming forward. He held out a hand. “My name is-”

“John Laurens. I know” you interrupted. You walked out without shaking his hand. Alexander passed you with more dishes.

“Hey thanks for washing these man.” Alexander said.

“Hey Alexander. Can you try putting in a good word for me with Y/N?” John asked.

Alexander leaned against the counter with a smirk. “And why would I do that John?”

“Cause she’s cute and seems pretty funny and I screwed up. Come on man, help me out!”

“Don’t worry John.” Alexander said and clapped a hand on his shoulder. “We put in a good word and trying out hardest.”

“Ah damn it!” Alexander groaned. You walked into the kitchen with partially empty cups.

“What’s wrong?” You asked.

“Sink is backed up.” He said. “Uh can you dump those in the front yard?”

“Sure, I mean it’ll kill your bushes but I’ll do it.” You shrugged. You walked out front and started dumping them. You heard shuffling in the yard. “Hello?” You tested. From the lights on in the house you could make out the shape of a person. “You ok?” You asked.

He came into the light and saw you and smiled. “I am know.” He said with a sick smile.

“Uh listen do you need something?” You asked and took a small step back from him.

“Well I know what I want, and I know you can give it to me.”

“Let me get you a cab.” You said. He was a few steps away but he was unstable and his speech horribly slurred.

Suddenly he was in front of you and grabbed your hand. “Or you can go home with me.” He said with a drunken attempt at being seductive.

“Please let me go sir.” You said and tried to pull away. He had a strong hold for being drunk.

“Come home with me and I will.” He said and pulled you closer.

“Let go.” You demanded.

“Lee!” Someone shouted from the door. You craned you head to look because you couldn’t turn around. It was John Laurens. “Let her go.” He said and walked over.

“And why should I Laurens?” He said. He spun you around so his chest was against your back. One arm wrapped around your waist while the other wrapped around your torso, pinning your arms there. “This pretty lady wants to go home with me.” He drawled.

“No she doesn’t because your a disgusting, drunken, creep.” John stepped closer. “You don’t deserve someone was amazing as Y/N.” One step closer. Lee took a step back, pulling your with him. “Lee…let her go.” In a blink John was in front of you and threw a punch. His fist flew right next to your face but hit Lee’s.

Lee recoiled and let go of you to pinch his bleeding nose. John’s hand flashed out, grabbed yours and pulled you away. You ended up behind him. “Time to go Lee.” He practically growled. Lee backed up before turning and walking off.

John turned quickly to face you. “Are you alright?!” He was looking you up and down checking for any physical damage.

“John I’m fine. A little freaked but that’s it.” You told him. John sighed in relief and pulled you into a hug. You stiffened before calming and wrapping your arms around him as well. You pulled back to look at him. “I can’t thank you enough for what you did.”

“Lee has always been a little bit of a creep. I glanced out the window and saw him pull you by the arm. I had to help.”

“You didn’t have to but you did.” You leaned forward and kissed his cheek. “I’m sorry for how rude I’ve been, you really are a nice guy.”

“Nice enough to take you on a date?” He asked hopefully.

You smiled. “I think I can allow that.” He smiled and hugged you.

“Guys is everything alri-oh!” Alexander poked his head out the door. “Never mind, I guess you guys are good.” He said with a smirk.

“You can go back inside Alexander.” You said as you pulled away from John. He winked at you but headed inside. You went to walk back inside but John pulled you back into his arms. “There’s only one way you’ll let me go back inside isn’t there?” You asked him.

“Well no, I’m not Lee. If you really want to go back inside I’ll let you. Heck I’m hardly holding you back. But you don’t really want to go back do you?” He asked.

“Well no, not quite yet.” You leaned forward but paused. He leaned forward the rest of the way and pressed his lips to yours. You smiled into the kiss. He pulled back with a dazed look on his face. You smiled. “Now we can go back inside.”

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[ OOC: Since I had the scars and bruises and everything done I decided to contribute to the Riverdale meme haha I love Jughead but this speech was horrible lol ]


Sirius: Moony, why are you always being such a buzzkill?

James: Yeah, why don’t you ever join in on our pranks?

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I think that “missing moods” post captures something that has been puzzling and unsettling me about the whole nazi punching Discourse. The best I can explain is something like this:

Most people on the left say that “race is a social construct,” meaning that it has no independent objective reality–which means racial identity doesn’t either. “European identity” is something people created, and in its specific case people created it out of stereotypes for political reasons–at least if you believe the people who assert that white and black American workers used to see themselves as co-resisters against an exploitative richer class until that rich class said “but you’re ‘white’ like me” and divided the coalition.

Also, if race is a social construct, it means it’s something people are taught. It’s not observable objective reality. “You’ve got to be carefully taught,” as the song says.

Which means Richard Spencer is incorrect. Is someone whose whole system of ordering reality is wrong all the way down.

But to me, the mood I associate with “your whole fundamental personal project is flawed so your every action is a mistake at best and horrific at worst” is pity, not “you need a punch in the face, HA HA!”

This doesn’t mean I think punching him in the face was obviously wrong, mind you. His actions and speech are horrible, however mistaken their grounding. It’s entirely possible that the most effective course of action in this case is physical violence. I doubt that it is, personally–but I’ve been wrong many times before.

But if this is so, it seems to me the attendant emotion is pity. “I know that the things you think are things you were taught, whether by someone else or through elaborately persuading yourself of them. Most humans can be unconvinced of things they’ve convinced themselves of. But after reflection I have concluded that I cannot unconvince you, which makes you very dangerous. Hence, to my great sorrow, the action I must take is one absolutely likely to further entrench your awful views. I’m sorry I can’t persuade you. *decks*”

Which i don’t see, and that makes me suspicious. I also don’t see how we measure when Nazi punching means we win. Are we expecting a white flag of surrender, as in a declared war? Do we declare victory if they speak less frequently at universities? If they cease marching or holding conventions?

Once violence wins us this victory, what does the reconciliation and peace building look like?


In a zombie infestation setting, zombies start out not understanding what’s happened to them.  They still think they’re human, and have their normal thoughts.  They are disconnected from the reality of their situation and don’t realize that they are shuffling oddly, that they have suffered horrible injuries, that their speech is slurred, and their eyes are clouding over.  They don’t understand why people run from them or why they feel an irresistible hunger that can’t be satisfied.

One of the first people to realize that some zombies are trying to communicate befriends a child who has turned, and tries to protect the child from being destroyed while also trying to keep them from learning their hunger is for human flesh.  Because once they feed on humans, their transformation is complete and they lose their humanity entirely. 

  • She can't sing: Dear John
  • She's always the victim: Back To December
  • She only writes about guys: Tied Together With A Smile
  • Her concerts are horrible: Clean Speech
  • She can't ever be single: New Romantics
  • She only writes about herself: Ronan
  • She hates her fans: Jesus

My lesson is this. I don’t give a shit. Okay? I’m sorry. Now listen up. You cannot let the fear of failure or a fear of comparison or a fear of judgment stop you from doing what will make you great. You cannot succeed without this risk of failure. You cannot have a voice without the risk of criticism. And you cannot love without the risk of lost. You must go out and you must take these risks. Everything I am truly proud of in this life has been a truly terrifying prospect to me. From my first play to Saturday Night Live to getting married to being a father and to speaking to you today. None of it comes easy. And people will tell you to do what makes you happy but alot of this has been hard work. And I’m not always happy. And I don’t think you should do what makes you happy….I think you should do what makes you great. Do what’s uncomfortable and scary and hard but pays off in the long run. Be willing to fail. Let yourself fail. Fail in the way in the place where you want to fail. Fail, pick yourself up, and fail again. Because without this struggle what is your success anyway.

Look the best we know it…we only have one life. In it we have to trust your own voice. Your own ideas.Your honesty. Your vulnerability. And through this you will find your way. You do not have to be fearless. Just don’t let fear stop you. Live like this as best as you can and I can guarantee you’ll look back on a life well lived. You’re capable of greatness in your profession and more importantly in your quality of self. Stay hungry. Stay young at heart. Take those risks. You are going to change the world around you in big ways and in small. And I great look forward to being part of the future that you will shape. Congratulations graduates and good luck.

—  Charlie Day’s Merrimack College Commencement Address (2014)
Political Analysis of LOK by A^3

Hello everyone…start your weekend off right, with yet another brilliant meta by “Anonymous Asami Admirer” (A^3). This one can be thought of as a companion piece to the previous philosophical meta, and focuses on the political theories underpinning LOK. This shines lights onto many facets of the show, and in my opinion, is quite a worthwhile read:


Politics in the Legend of Korra, “aka The Best Way to Destroy the World”

Preface: I hesitate to release this essay because I hate talking about politics, mainly due to the fact that there is such a wide range of working knowledge among readers. Furthermore, many words like conservative, liberal, communist, fascist, socialist, capitalist have been so horribly abused in everyday speech that they no longer hold much meaning. In an effort to remain objective and concise, I use these words sparingly and opt to focus on the bigger picture, rather than getting bogged down in jargon.

Amon: Take down dad…I mean…the oppressors!

Spearheaded by Aang and Zuko, RC was an experiment. It was meant to be a city where people of all nations and classes could live in harmony. But as soon as Korra lands there, we see people lecturing in the streets about inequality and injustice. Instead of harmony, society is plagued by some benders using their abilities to terrorize and extort non-benders. It seems that non-benders outnumber benders in the Avatar universe, and Amon was able to tap into this mass discontent in his rise to power. He preached equality and was even willing to eradicate bending to achieve it. He had a well-crafted “personal story” that he repeated as an appeal to the emotions of his followers, much like the politicians of today.

Ever since humans began living in agrarian societies and people were able to divide labor and store resources, proper distribution of wealth has been a key problem. The core issue of equality is how to level the playing field in society when everyone has different abilities and different needs. Every culture has a set of values they espouse and reproduce through the generations, and there will always be people who can match those values better than others. For instance, in our society, we value people who are strong, innovative, and charismatic, so what of the people who lack those talents and skills? Should they be left behind? Should we take from the “talented” and give to the “untalented”? Either way, someone will get the short end of the stick. Not everyone can contribute equally to society, so how do we ensure that people are treated equally? Is it even important to do so?

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I mean I don’t ever wanna get married but I have my OTPs wedding planned out to the very last detail including seating arrangements, the invitations, the cake, who gets wasted at the open bar, who gives a horrible best man speech, who tries to steal a table centrepiece, which one of their friends claims to be a master photographer, and the VOWS. It’s so good I could probably be a wedding planner

trailerparktrashqueen  asked:

What do you think are the positives of having Theresa May a Pm? and what are the reasons why you'd be against her being PM (like her past actions her policies etc? Do you think she's fit for it?...I ask because Im interested in finding more about her, she being the future Pm of this country n all

The positives? She’s not Andrea Leadsom. That’s about it.


(1) TORY. With everything that implies.

(2) Voted against lesbians being able to have IVF because she thinks children need a “male role model.” Voted against same gender adoption. Voted to restrict abortion rights. She voted against the fox hunting ban. I think she’s been painted to some extent as being a fairly liberal Tory (in comparison to Leadsom), but her social views are hardly liberal.

(3) As home secretary, the first thing she did in 2010 was scrap a lot of things that Labour had put in place. Amongst these were the “Go orders” which gave the police the power to ban a domestic abuser from the victim’s home.

(4) Drastic cuts to the police, leading to a reduction of officers.

(5) After the 2011 riots, she urged that anonymity should be lifted “in the public interest” for under 18s who were convicted. This gave rise to a slew of angry news stories about CHILDREN who had done terrible unforgivable things like nick a few crates of beer from a shop.

(6) Wants to get rid of the Human Rights Act. She once argued that this act had made it possible for someone to stay in the UK “and I am not making this up—he had a pet cat.” In fact, she had very much made this up. He was in a legitimate relationship with a UK citizen.

(7) Introduced reforms limiting the right to protest.

(8) Banned a drug called khat, mostly used by Somalian communities, for no real reason at all. (Khat is roughly as harmful as caffeine)

(9) Rejected compulsory refugee quotas suggested by the EU.

(10) From July 2012, people who want to bring a partner or child to the UK have to be earning above £18K a year.

(11) Helped to deport women fleeing from violence and rape. Found in contempt of court for ignoring a legal agreement to free an Algerian citizen from a detention centre.

(12) There was a provision in the Equality Act 2010 that required public bodies to think about the impact on equality when introducing new policies. She scrapped it.

(13)  We shouldn’t forget that horrible speech she made about migration last year.

(14) Theresa May might call herself a “one nation Conservative” and speak in vaguely positive terms about economic equality, but for the past 6 years she has never said a word against austerity, she has never rebelled against the government and she has implemented cuts to services that were already straining at the seams.

(15). She’s a TORY.

anonymous asked:

hey emma, do you have any tips for writing a persuasive speech? im horribly stuck and it's due next week :(

Hi! I’m sorry this reply has been a bit late. I’ll be honest and say I’ve not written a persuasive speech in years. My only few tips would include be research your topic as much as possible (about it, pros and cons, societal viewpoints, etc), be confident in your speech, make your argument so strong people need to believe you, (if you can) use expert opinions to back up your argument, make sure your conclusion  sums up everything to present a powerful closing statement. Here are some links that might help:

If you’re like me and get very nervous giving speeches, you should check out this post! Best of luck, hope this helps x

Why “Alternative Facts” Matter

I think the most important thing about the “Alternative Facts” nonsense is what  Sean Spicer lied about originally; crowd size.  Sean Spicer made the obviously wrong claim that Trumps crowd at the inauguration was the “biggest ever” in spite of it being only a third of the size of Obama’s 09 inauguration.

Immediately following the horrible turnout and lackluster speech with low turnout was the largest protest in U.S. history, much of which is directed at him. The women’s march in many ways was a direct challenge to his legitimacy, Trump said, America wanted his vision of the future and we stood up and said no.

That’s why he needed to lie. Trump thinks of himself as a “man of the people” to justify his policy he has to be. but the protests prove him wrong, which is why they are so vital. Lying is the only for his narrative to work. “Alternative Facts” is proof the resistance is working.