Max Mundan

In America, only white people can be big R Racists. I’m sorry, I know you don’t like it, Trump supporters, but that is just the way it is.

How long do we have to wait before we can search for a strategy that might help us prevent slaughter like this from happening in the future?

We are on our own in this disaster. We can’t wait for anyone else to win this fight for us.

Pence is just as much a white supremacist as Trump is, as well as being one of the most homophobic, Christo-fascist politicians in recent memory.

They’d been told of a time when straight, white men had a cakewalk through life, with nothing but prosperity and privilege and, goddamnit, they wanted theirs.

It is time for people of good conscience to stand up and say “no more” to this garbage. We simply won’t allow racism and hatred to be normalized and legitimized and sympathized with.

We need to stop pretending that we don’t know exactly what this is. We need to stop waiting for Trump to be presidential or dignified or to denounce the violence of his followers. This is the white-supremacy presidency.

The sooner this racist, misogynistic, homophobic abomination of a presidency ends, the better.

More than half of Trump voters either don’t believe or aren’t sure about what is already known and accepted fact. How do we even begin to communicate with people who can’t agree on what is obviously right in front of their faces?

The Russian hacking spectacle has become a car crash that the American people cannot look away from. Donald Trump, however, would very much like you to look away.

It seems absurd to say it, but there is now a large percentage of America that views us (liberals) – also Americans who love our country and just want to be allowed to live and work and love in peace – as the enemy.

We’ve witnessed these same small, irrevocable steps towards totalitarianism in other many other countries and I’m afraid to say, I think we’re watching it here.

but when I take you
in my rugged mitts
you cannot help but agree that
goddamn it
my hands look good on you.

I will lay down
my life for you
when the words
are not enough.

I am there
with you
holding your hand
sharing your tears
singing the song
with you

My body remembers
the imprint of yours
as though we were molded to fit
each other’s curves

You are my love
and I would not have you
any other way

as long as you are in my arms
your lungs filling up with air
in unison with mine
then I can say
I have truly lived