Today is the Day After, and I need to vent.

The Night Of, I heard my husband pull into the driveway and ran out to commiserate. We had evening fog, which is a little unusual; morning fog is common. My mind immediately invoked the mists of Mordor, foul emanations spreading across the earth, heralding the growing strength of Evil.

What other nightmares have now come to life?

The gory streaks of Red states invoke the Red Wedding, a day of unexpected disaster. Hillary supporters, like the Starks, are devastated by the results, some totally destroyed, some reduced to roaming revenants. In an instant,  they crash from leadership to impotence, a trusting family of high moral standards destroyed by skulduggery.

Trump is the pre-Christmas Grinch, the one who thinks Christmas is mostly about presents, that people of faith and love will waiver when deprived of material things, and that the weak (Max) are created for the powerful to exploit.

Trump has taken the voices of 59 million people as surely as  Ursula took Ariel’s. The voices of women, especially young women, are most critically affected.

Soon we will see what life is like with Milo Minderbinder as president. He seemed funny,  until he wasn’t, an unabashed capitalist willing to sell his country to the highest bidder. When there is money to be made, even causing a friend’s death is not a deterrent.

Cruella de Vil, a wealthy woman who loves to flaunt her possessions and who takes what she wants, unhindered by moral considerations or personal connections, has apparently been made flesh as a man. Puppies should hide.

Or perhaps Trump is more like Barabas, motivated by money as well as vengeance against perceived enemies, a long list. Barabas is strategic, dishonest, power-hungry, and irreligious. A pitiless manipulator who greedily guards his gains. Some would defend him, noting he is at least honest about his own motives.

At the end of the day, though, I fear we are left with Cthulhu, who sleeps until it’s time to swallow the world’s soul. Ruthless, he was originally described in indecipherable prose, and speaks an unintelligible language.

 

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