Donald Trump supporters want pink hair..for goodness sake the man has about turned himself orange, perhaps he's the biggest orange-faced, orange-haired rebel of them all....??
Wait a minute?? Is that is?? Is all of this fuss about Trump because he is the epitome of dying your hair pink? The latest version of burning your bra and giving Big Brother the two finger salute? Is this the movement that I am seeing and the "why" behind it all?
Perhaps....but I do think I am on to something...
I mean all of his supporters can't possibly believe and feel the way he does, I mean not exactly? Can the majority of Pennsylvania actually feel that building a wall between Mexico and the USA is a good idea and will keep illegal immigrants out of this country? I mean has everyone forgot about boats, planes, cars... or do they really believe that all these folks are running here?
Do all these people really believe we should be bombing entire families and barring people from our country because of religious beliefs??
OR ARE THEY JUST SICK OF BEING QUIET??!!
I think that THAT is it. All these folks just want their vocal and living equivalent of pink hair. They want to run and scream and get theirs and be heard... They want to feel and hold onto and scream and have someone understand and hear their cries, and they think their voice is Trump. A man not afraid to dye his hair pink...errrr...I mean orange. But still, let's not split hairs here...
This is a man not afraid to say the exact opposite of what he is "suppose to" say. This man is fighting the quid pro quo. He is the anti to the anti. He is the rootin tootin gun slinging cowboy everyone has been waiting for. The savior of the silent. The beast of those burdened, and finally, the silent feel they have a voice...finally.
But the problem is, we don't need a cowboy with words.
Change must happen is within ourself. We must find our voice. We must find and explore our passions. We muse explore what stirs our soul, because when we do that, we don't need to rely on anyone else's voice. We don't need a man or woman to express our anger, our frustration, our sadness, our anything. When we explore and be US, the anger and the need goes away.
I have lived through 43 years of presidents and not one of them has affected my life. Not one. My taxes have primarily stayed the same, my college tuition hasn't fluctuated, I still have healthcare that we pay for, and I am still putting money into Social Security... even though we have been threatened it was going to go away for decades.
I go to work, raise my kids, get to sleep without worry, eat, walk and live and nobody is affecting me because I refuse to let them. Work, pay student loans, pay my taxes, live... President or no President and I'm good. Just don't get my country into war... oh yeah...there's been that for the last decade...perhaps we could have done without that...But maybe that is my fear of having a yelling, cowboy without a plan for President.
Find yourself, explore your you... and you can stop looking for a man with orange hair to speak for you. Because if you are really really honest with yourself, I don't think he is saying what is in your heart anyway....
Wait a minute?? Is that is?? Is all of this fuss about Trump because he is the epitome of dying your hair pink? The latest version of burning your bra and giving Big Brother the two finger salute? Is this the movement that I am seeing and the "why" behind it all?
Perhaps....but I do think I am on to something...
I mean all of his supporters can't possibly believe and feel the way he does, I mean not exactly? Can the majority of Pennsylvania actually feel that building a wall between Mexico and the USA is a good idea and will keep illegal immigrants out of this country? I mean has everyone forgot about boats, planes, cars... or do they really believe that all these folks are running here?
Do all these people really believe we should be bombing entire families and barring people from our country because of religious beliefs??
OR ARE THEY JUST SICK OF BEING QUIET??!!
I think that THAT is it. All these folks just want their vocal and living equivalent of pink hair. They want to run and scream and get theirs and be heard... They want to feel and hold onto and scream and have someone understand and hear their cries, and they think their voice is Trump. A man not afraid to dye his hair pink...errrr...I mean orange. But still, let's not split hairs here...
This is a man not afraid to say the exact opposite of what he is "suppose to" say. This man is fighting the quid pro quo. He is the anti to the anti. He is the rootin tootin gun slinging cowboy everyone has been waiting for. The savior of the silent. The beast of those burdened, and finally, the silent feel they have a voice...finally.
But the problem is, we don't need a cowboy with words.
Change must happen is within ourself. We must find our voice. We must find and explore our passions. We muse explore what stirs our soul, because when we do that, we don't need to rely on anyone else's voice. We don't need a man or woman to express our anger, our frustration, our sadness, our anything. When we explore and be US, the anger and the need goes away.
I have lived through 43 years of presidents and not one of them has affected my life. Not one. My taxes have primarily stayed the same, my college tuition hasn't fluctuated, I still have healthcare that we pay for, and I am still putting money into Social Security... even though we have been threatened it was going to go away for decades.
I go to work, raise my kids, get to sleep without worry, eat, walk and live and nobody is affecting me because I refuse to let them. Work, pay student loans, pay my taxes, live... President or no President and I'm good. Just don't get my country into war... oh yeah...there's been that for the last decade...perhaps we could have done without that...But maybe that is my fear of having a yelling, cowboy without a plan for President.
Find yourself, explore your you... and you can stop looking for a man with orange hair to speak for you. Because if you are really really honest with yourself, I don't think he is saying what is in your heart anyway....
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