
Funny word that is though. Hope. What our now former president ran on. I didn't see much manifestation of the hope paying off (except for gay people who are now rightly allowed to marry thanks, in part, to President Obama’s Supreme Court picks). At the beginning of his first term I was in a similar situation I am in now. I wasn't thrilled with the new guy, but at least he wasn't Hillary Clinton. I was open to seeing what he had in mind for the country. Of course that openness evaporated after I realized he intended to insult those who disagreed with him at every turn and then proceeded to do the absolute opposite of what I thought was the right thing. That pudding was pretty bitter.
Fast forward eight years and I'm in the same boat. Don't love the new guy but at least he isn't Hillary Clinton. Once again, I'm open to letting Trump do his thing before I really decide if I love him or hate him. Early indications are promising. I hope this is a tasty pudding.
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