The Outcome

It's the next day.  I have gone thru the stages of shock, grief and on to despair and resignation.  I raked leaves all day yesterday to help relieve some of the hostility I was feeling.  Our president elect is a convicted felon.  Let that sink in for awhile.  The hope ship has sailed away.  We can't even say, give the guy a chance, maybe he has changed.  We know who and what he is.  It makes me shudder to think of the condition of our republic in four years.  

Kamala will do her duty and force a smile to provide the peaceful transfer of power as called for in the Constitution January of next year.  She called him to congratulate him on his victory and concede the election.  She is a person of great honor as is the current sitting President.  Remember 2020?, no concession, no congratulations and no attendance at the Inauguration.  He has never even said he lost the election.  

The president elect has earned a "get out of jail free" card.  All of his convictions will be expunged to be soon forgotten.  Crime does pay handily when you have money.  

I earned a nice scar on the side of my face with my last fall on the pavers.  This will be with me for the foreseeable future.  This fall was probably the worst yet.  My immediate goal is to remain upright.

More leaf raking today to combat ill feelings.

At this point, it's one foot in front of the other.

all for now