them, not me, not us.I hate Donald Trump.When I was younger, I wasn’t allowed to even say the word hate. If I told my mother I hated a classmate or teacher, she’d always say, “Hate is a strong word, you don’t hate anyone.” And I really didn’t.
Now she hates too, and I hate that.I hate Mitch McConnell. I hate Kellyanne Conway. I hate William Barr.What do I do with all this hate I feel?
Up until now I have always put my anger into action. I have taken to the streets, marched on Washington, called my representatives, organized.