I hate 2016. Republicans had the deepest field of candidates since 1980 and chose a Clinton supporting Democrat who is a braying jackass to be their nominee. The Democrats have put up the most disliked candidate ever to be their nominee and the GOP is desperate to lose to her by finding someone more unlikable than her.
We have had people show up at our home to yell at me for opposing Trump. Twice in the past two weeks people have berated my kids making sure they know their dad is destroying their future by opposing Trump. We have had to have armed guards at our house.
My wife has battled lung cancer and has never smoked in her life. I have battled a near fatal amount of blood clots slowly filling up my lungs.
This year sucks. The politics of this year suck. I was so excited for this year to get here and watch the GOP rally to beat Hillary and I do not think we will now.
But driving home last night from Atlanta I listened to the President’s speech. Then I heard my friend Rush Limbaugh today at noon. And I was hit with a bit of euphoria. I would not trade this for the world.
Here we are in a miserable, sucky, crappy political season where friends have turned on each other, the bad behavior of the candidates has trickled down to their supporters, and the world is turned upside down and I would not trade it for the world.
We live in the land of the free and the home of the brave where we can have these awful, long, dragged out campaign seasons with people at each other’s throats, but then we will show up on Election Day, without violence, and we will chart the next four years of this nation. We will have a new President and that President like the present one and the last one will be our President — mine, yours, and every other Americans whether we like him or her or not.
The President of the United States will leave office. He will leave a note in the President’s desk for the new President, walk out, and go into private life. Tanks will not roll down the street. Shots will not be fired. There will not be riots or violence or economic collapse merely by holding our election.
Life really will go on. We will still yell at each other and we will still disagree with each other. We’ll be snide and blame each other. But dammit, we’re all going to be Americans today, tomorrow, and the day after the election. That is pretty awesome.
Our process is messy, but it is done in public, not back rooms. It is done by us, not to us. Whether we like it or not, it is a reflection of us and our national character. While I may not like any of the candidates running, I wouldn’t trade this process for any other on earth.
We have no king. We have no Parliament. We have the oldest constitutional democracy in the world still going and we are not afraid to put it on display warts and all. These last two weeks have been grueling, exhausting, and demoralizing for me. But I would not trade it for the world. It makes me excited and proud to be an American. It makes me proud of the passion of the Trump supporters and the Clinton supporters and the people who hate them all.
This is our uniquely American political process that confounds the world, baffles our neighbors, and makes me very proud.
This year sucks. But I wouldn’t trade it for anything. God bless America.