So I’ve been hiding in the closet since Tuesday night, the night of the presidential debate between Donald J Trump and Joe Biden. It was a nightmare. I grew up in a dysfunctional house where my stepdad beat my mom. In the picture that I began today’s blog with you’ll see my mom on the left with her bruised face. So you see the reason for my emotional distress after watching Donald Trump verbally abuse everyone in the room at the debate. When I was a kid and my stepdad would hit mom I would hide in the closet for safety, since Tuesday’s debate I’ve been doing the same.
Sitting in that closet I had time to think about all the other presidential debates that have happened in my lifetime and the famous statements made:
“We can no longer afford to be second best…” JFK to Nixon in 1960.
“There you go again.” Ronald Reagan to Jimmy Carter in 1980.
“Will you shut up man?” Joe Biden to Donald Trump in 2020.
To top matters off yesterday Trump was medivac to the hospital with the virus he once said was a “Democrat ploy.” That’s not all he did that screams of Karma retribution. Trump has downplayed it since day one and refused to protect the country from its harms by saying things like “It will magically go away.”
Still, I wish Trump the best. This morning I chanted for his quick recovery along with wishing he would see the light and start acting out of love. I know it is in him. It’s in us all.