Sunday, December 11, 2016

MR. TRUMP, CALL ME

     Mr. Trump, call me. Let's talk. Let's do something that has not been tried yet - a simple talk between you and a nobody - me. That is precisely why we should talk. I represent the little people of America, you know, the ones without big bank accounts, the ones who struggled through life from paycheck to paycheck, the ones who have no connection whatsoever to the Wall St. billionaires you are appointing to your cabinet nor the military figures - not one, not two, not three, but four!!
     Like you, I am in Act III of life and I love my life. I have a wonderful life partner and together we share life from teen years to now and G-d willing well into the future. I have wonderful kids who are working hard, struggling to pay bills let alone putting aside for retirement. I have beautiful grandchildren and I worry for them and the future world they will be facing. I have great friends and I worry for them as the struggles of the health of the aging begin to impact their lives. But you, Mr. Trump, do not know us, the majority of the citizens of the United States. You do not understand mainstream thinking, at least not according to the actions you have taken and the path you have chosen.
     So let's talk and let me make you aware of, understand, why it is that people are so worried, that the majority of the people did NOT vote for you, why there is a great deal of angst and yes, even sadness about your election, sorrow at the fact that we still do not have  a woman in office and look who won instead! A person who denigrates women, who speaks of them with a foul mouth - and is that the same mouth that kisses your daughters, the same mouth that is supposed to model itself for your sons? A misogynist, an open one, in the Oval Office. Yes, I am worried and so is the rest of the country.
     Let us talk of the concerns we have over the alt-right, a fancy name for degenerates of life, who hate all that is "other" to them. Who speak of the JQ issue - the Jewish Question. Who speak of their being part of the mainstream, G-d help us all. Who do away with the swastika for PR reasons but who picked up validation when a "presidential candidate included his promise to build a wall to keep out Mexican immigrants, whom he called rapists and criminals. The alt-right raised its collective head to listen.".I, and millions of others worry.    We certainly do.
     Let us talk of the worry that not one of your promises to your supporters has been acted upon in a positive manner. You say what about the jobs you saved? Even that is a lie in number and reasons and cost to the taxpayer and the very temporariness of it. Manufacturing jobs will not come back again for many reasons and it is your responsibility as president to be honest about that and instead of bluster, figure out a new way, a way to retrain workers, to match people and economy and job needs, to pick people for your Cabinet who do not oppose the very things they are supposed to protect and watch over.
     I, and many others, worry about the willful lies that you and yours state. Climate change is not Chinese made nor a hoax. It has a great deal to do with human errors that must be fixed if we are to save our planet. So how do you invite all the foxes into the henhouses and keep a straight face?
     We need to talk as we watch the Russians have a great deal to do with us and our elections and hacking and even they admit it so exactly who are you trying to kid with your denials. And your friendship with Putin and your Secretary of State to be and his "close" relationship with Putin - are we to all now have to learn Russian as a second language - or even a first? Yes, people worry for no one seems to understand your underpinnings, your morals and principles - if there are any.
     I can look back at my life and be proud of what I have done and achieved. It was not a big job nor a fancy job yet it was important, for I worked with kids, with students, in various roles. I tried to mentor, to model, to be  a friend and a guide, to encourage, to teach the meaning of The Lord of the Flies and the appreciation of a Shakespearian play as well as the ability to talk and write properly, coherently and intelligently and when I hear from a former student, my educational kids as I call them, I feel good. I have made an effect, a good one, I hope.
     What, Mr. Trump, will you feel as you look back? Do you think that your billions, your ties to moneyed people all over the world, will cover all sins, that your misdeeds will be ignored. Help us, the little people, understand. I think that most of us are willing to work with you if we can understand you, if you can grow up and stop these nonsensical sophomoric tweets and speak as an adult. Talk with us, not at us.
      I worry because I am a person and worthy of value.
     I worry because I am a woman.
     I worry because I am a senior citizen.
     I worry because I am a Jew.
     I worry when there is a call from Cadillac for a neo Nazi, an alt-right character for an ad. Yes, they now deny it - but who did it if not them and why? Frightening.
     I worry when the president elect defends a foreign country, Russia, against all common sense and facts and chooses it over our own CIA.
      I worry because I come from a working class background for most people do, whether they be a plumber or a cabinet maker or a teacher or a lawyer. We all work.
     I worry because I am a mother and grandmother.
     I worry because I am an American and  I worry for our values and for our future.
      Help me and others stop worrying. Help us become more confident in you and your plans. Explain your actions in more than five tweets and 140 letters. Believe it or not, there is a huge segment of your countrymen who do not tweet nor plan to.
     So call me, Mr. Trump, call me. Let's talk and help me feel as if I am not the nail of Abraham Maslow and you and  your administration are not the hammers that you will use to bang down the nails.
     Call me, Mr. Trump, call me. Let us talk.
                              Esther

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