A TINY BUD

     There it is. Look closely, ever so closely and it can be seen. Yup. That little tiny bud that speaks of hope, that speaks of possibilities. Yes, though today and for days, weeks, months and even years, there might still remain that ugliness, that modern day portrayal of Trump's version of the Ugly American, there is still that bud.
     Yet another book from the inside telling of the chaos that reigns inside the White House, that House with the adult infant at the helm ,if we can say that there is even a helm to begin with. He runs amok with lightning changes of minds, ueys that leave a country reeling, that leaves his aides holding the bag, that leaves the world wondering why and how a new Ugly American has grown into place.
     This time that American does not stalk the world with arrogance, or overweening pride, but with an arrogance born of hatred and prejudice, of an ugliness that stains the soul. It is an American who tells the world that it can go to hell and yes, even those Americans who disagree with him can go to hell as well.
     It is an American who decides that he and his have the right, no less the power, to destroy other Americans, to see them go hungry in the night and all day as well. To tell Americans that they are not Americans and must hide in fear as they are not wanted by the haters. It is an America where the House Speaker takes 500 thousand dollars days after passing a tax bill that greatly benefits his benefactor, the Kochs. Sniff, sniff anyone?
     The Supreme Leader has made it clear that it is okay to refresh one's bottom line at a cost to the people for never mind them. Government is no longer for them .Democracy must be curtailed for them. Executive orders and rants online will do for them. Bring the legislators in for praise sessions for their Leader, but no agreements, not from them nor Congress.
     And yet, there it is, that tiny green bud. There it is receiving nourishment from Kristen Bell who calls for "empathy and diligence." There it is gathering food for its future growth, soon, we hope, from the hundreds of thousands who marched over the weekend, from  the signs urging voting, from the power of women to make a statement and to influence the elections even as the Republicans cling to their crooked gerrymandering ways.
     Hope there is and hope there will be. We just have to nourish it. We have to feed it, shelter it, give it water and give it hope. For how much hope it does provide to us. 
     So today, a bit of a change from WE THE PEOPLE.

Yes, it is the people but today I borrow the old but resurgent theme of the marches.
     POWER TO THE PEOPLE!!!