Actually, for the last (hmmmm, how many years?), I have been saying that about our own Governor Snyder, of Flint water crisis fame, although I want to make VERY CLEAR that he is one of MANY culprits in that sorry situation and should not be held singularly accountable. Now I can say it about Donald Trump. In fact, although I am not registered in *any* political party, I made my first campaign contribution EVER* this year. Yes, I‘m was with HER. It wasn’t a large contribution and I was somewhat squeamish with the amount of personal info I had to provide but I wanted some swag, you know, to counteract a piece of Trump swag that a prankster affixed to the Lyme Lounge.

I’m not going to go very far with this tonight, partly because I am still sitting around dazed and confused wondering how our country has managed to elect this particular person to the presidency. I’m thinking about vocabulary though. Where I work, we get into the biggest controversies because people are not always using the same words to mean the same things. Fortunately, we work in a closed environment and somebody can always manage to slow things down and say something like, “What does this word mean?” And then we are able to dig down into the actual *issue* and work toward resolving it.

There are a lot of vocabulary words floating around these days (and always) and there some things I don’t understand. Liberal “elites”? I feel like I *am* one o’ them thar folks. But what does it all mean. I’m not even gonna try to tackle “liberal” right now. I could not unpack that term if I tried. Elite? What? Me? Lemme see… We have lived in the same small house for more years than I am strong enough to count. One bathroom. I am driving a beloved 8-year-old vee-hickle. I went to college but I don’t have an advanced degree in anything. But I can read and write and do critical thinking and I have COMMON SENSE. So what does “elite liberal” really mean? Am I elite? If so, this liberal elite person cares greatly about those who don’t even have something like my little house and my old car and are working hard to bootstrap themselves up but cannot quite make it. I do not know what the answer is for those folks but I do not think that coal mines or old-school factories are going to make a comeback. So, what? Does Trump have the answer? I doubt it.

The photo is my living room. The lights are blue, not purple, and the doorway is where the aliens come in. It looks like Chewbacca is asnore on that chair next to the alien door but it’s actually a shambling mound of my winter clothes.

* I think I probably contributed to my friend Sari’s school board campaign umpteen years ago so Hillary is not my first contribution.

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