I am not passionate about politics…at all. Of course, I hold a general ideology and perspective on how I think our country ought to be governed, but I find more value in pouring time and energy into fostering my relationships with the people around me who actually impact my life on a daily basis, than I do staying up to date on the nuances and intricacies of national or international politics. So, when I say that I sit here, a week after election day, saddened and disappointed, it has nothing to do with the projected winner. I’m frustrated by the inflammatory rhetoric I saw flying from both sides. I’m disheartened by everyone’s apparent inability to empathize with people who think differently than they do, or to even see a reason to. 

I think it is safe to say that most Americans have at least tasted the end of the Founders’ experiment this past year. I am not necessarily saying it is going to end today. Though it might spoil like milk soon. But it has become incredibly evident that just like your personal life, it only takes a couple bad choices and you are outside begging for your abusive boyfriend to take you back.