Like it or not, Donald Trump is our president. There are a lot of things that are confusing in the world but one that befuddles me is the “not my president” movement.
I love using my imagination as much as, probably more than, the next person. However, it’s also okay and a good part of staying sane, to accept certain realities. I cannot fly through the air like a bird. I cannot eat 6,000 calories a day and fit into size 6 pants. If I say my grass is hot pink, it is still green.
And so it is, that he is your president.
Anyhow, I’ve been listening to Hamilton An American Musical. Prior to this, I accidentally checked out a book about the development of the play and songs of Hamilton (very good but a little too dense for my taste).
I never gravitated to History in school, but I attribute that largely to the teachers being mostly phone-it-in basketball coach types.
If the writing/storytelling is good enough; I love history! It is fascinating.