Dear Donald Trump,
The day after you were elected I agreed to unite with my brothers and sisters and give you a chance to govern. That chance is now a distant memory as you have proven who you are, but I would like to thank you. I would like to thank you for forcing me to wake up. Thank you for showing me how complacent I've been. Thank you for showing me that I can never take freedom for granted. Ever.
Thank you for inspiring me to make art, to protest, to fight for my brothers and sisters all over the world. Thank you for showing me that evil really does exist and in some cases empathy doesn't. Thank you for waking the warrior inside me that will never stop fighting. Fighting for hope, peace, empathy, and compassion.
I'm not worried about you Donald, as there is a small part of me that does still believe in our constitution and lady justice. You will be impeached and I will not rest until you are. I don't wish you harm, I don't. But you are evil and you desperately need to get help. I pray for you because you are lost and sad. But I am no longer lost. I have found my voice. Thank you.
This is not about politics. This is about what is fundamentally right and fundamental wrong. A moral high ground. Two things which vastly escape you. Despite you, I will continue to create, and to hope, and to fight for human decency. This is no longer about me. This is about my children, their children and all children. Evil won't win, Donald. Crisis is followed by evolution. The crisis is here and evolution will come.
Good trumps evil. Thank you Donald Trump.