Some kind of peace of mind
The sad truth of the matter is that for all intents and purposes, for the next four years I'm going to be okay, relatively speaking.
Sure, I'll likely suffer unemployment. Or change jobs. I will still have bills to pay. I'll probably be on the business end of another hate attack like back in October.
Life will go on for me, because for all my bitching about California, it is still my home. (The shithole I've been stuck in the past 20 years? Not so much.) And if we're going to be stuck in traffic we're going to be stuck on some well-maintained roads, dammit. Whatever happens in the swamps will have minimal, if any, effect on my day to day life.
However, That Idiot is not, and will never be, my president.
Not now.
Not ever.
Cross-posted from http://leonia.dreamwidth.org/955637.html.
Sure, I'll likely suffer unemployment. Or change jobs. I will still have bills to pay. I'll probably be on the business end of another hate attack like back in October.
Life will go on for me, because for all my bitching about California, it is still my home. (The shithole I've been stuck in the past 20 years? Not so much.) And if we're going to be stuck in traffic we're going to be stuck on some well-maintained roads, dammit. Whatever happens in the swamps will have minimal, if any, effect on my day to day life.
However, That Idiot is not, and will never be, my president.
Not now.
Not ever.
Cross-posted from http://leonia.dreamwidth.org/955637.html.