Begging the electors to help us is not a useless endeavor. #hamiltonelectors and #faithlesselectors are simply electors.
Their job is to ensure that that United States of America doesn’t end up under the command of a madman or a man with debts owed to foreign powers.
The job of President of the United States of America is to watch after the well-being of America and its peoples. All of its peoples.
There are to be no debts owed to foreign powers. And no personal favors curried.
There is to be loyalty to the American people and to their long term wellbeing.
To which, I am afraid of someone that speaks of dismantling much needed social services.
I am afraid of the destruction of Medicaid, Medicare, and financial stability.
I am disgusted by the idea of charter schools and Golden Tickets and children being bred like livestock to serve their rich benefactors.
I am terrified of the ignorance and disrespect displayed to the various bureaus under Presidential purview.
The Department of Energy (DoE) does not handle electricity. It handles nuclear weapons. And the fact that Donald Trump didn’t know what the department does yet opened his mouth…
He is a bull in a China shop.
He does not understand the scope of responsibility he’s taken on.
He doesn’t get to sit in the big chair and tell people to make things happen anymore.
Because when he says things, we all suffer.
Fomenting under unrest. Drowning in debt. Starved for education about the simplest of things.
While greed and decadence destroy all that we’ve built.
Tumbling us back in time to the “Good Old Days” – when there was prohibition, and gangsters, and hanging people like strange fruit from a tree.
A time of medical ignorance and negligence and a dearth of true knowledge.
When the Internet was slow and TV only had seven watchable stations.
When parents were telling their children that abstinence was key, homosexuality was the devil’s plaything, and Aberforth was fucking that goat.
Everything seems great. If you’re rich.
So yes. I will continue to pester about faithless electors and Hamilton electors and “Please oh Lord, someone save us!” until after January at least.
And then I will batten down the hatches and prepare for the long long long long years ahead.
