It angers me that he hugs the flag like that, when literally no other president in our hundreds of years of history has ever done it, but I’m even more angry that his supporters can look at his smug face while he embarrasses our entire nation and call him a patriot. I want justice for our country, for all that Trump has done to it, but this is also very personal now. I am personally invested in shaming each and every Trump supporter I come across after Trump’s “presidency” goes up in flames and we have our post-WWII Germany moment to reflect and recover.

I hate them. I hate them for being idiots, I hate them for being blind cultists, I hate them for making me suffer stress which I didn’t have to suffer these past two years, as I minded my own business and tried to be a good person despite the despair I felt every time news of Trump’s new atrocity hit the papers. I hate them for the physical suffering they’ve allowed Trump to inflict on everyone affected by his policies and those of the GOP, and I don’t feel wrong in this hate. It’s a righteous hate, and it reminds me how much empathy I still have. I know I’m on the right side of history here, and when that history is being written, I’ll make it my personal mission, along with millions of others I’m sure, to ensure the stink of this presidency remains fresh in people’s memories.

If Trump supporters think they can bury their heads and pretend they didn’t sell out our country to the most obvious con man to ever grace the American stage, I’ll be there to remind them that they fucked up, and I’ll cancel out their votes with my own because these “adults” can’t be trusted with the keys to the house ever again. To all of the people who have taken their own lives because they couldn’t envision a happy future for themselves anymore, or lost their lives at the hands of our temporarily-fascist government, I’ll be one of the people in this country we still call home that brings this evil to an end. One day, this nightmare WILL end.