I remember the day and exactly what I was doing when I found out that traitor was no longer going to be the president of the most powerful country in the world any longer. It was one of the biggest reliefs ever. Trump doesn’t represent me, he doesn’t represent my values or behave in a way that I want my children to model. He is the opposite actually — he is a fucking disgrace and the longer he stays out of prison the more crimes he will commit.
I live in a super liberal town, and EVERYONE was pouring into the streets. It was an impromptu parade, basically. It felt like we just won war.
My MIL’s birthday is early in November, and she comes to visit us every year (we live in New York, she’s in the Midwest). That year the three of us drank an irresponsible amount of bourbon and just… sobbed while we watched the results come in.
The 45 years were fucking exhausting. And I’m in no hurry to repeat them.
His term was the longest decade of my life. I don’t remember if I had a celebratory dram but I remember the immense relief washing over me.
45 years would be exhausting! That’s 50% longer than I’ve been alive!
Same, I remember people cheering
This needs to be our new “never forget”
There’s a single butthurt MAGAt downvoting everyone. Let’s all take a moment and imagine how sad that person’s life must be watching their hero fail.
