The One Thing We Can Agree On

People are scared. And, I think, rightly so. We all hoped it'd be over for Trump by now, that the folks in the audience with their hand on the dial would have voted him off the island, for the love of fried food and apple pie.

But this is not some twisted reality show. This is the twisted reality.

We pity him. He seems pathetic, in a terrifying kind of way. A friendless, spoiled narcissist who got every material thing he ever wanted one too many times. And now he's literally after the world. Or, at least, a choice piece of it while the rest of us die wretched, climate-related deaths.

We know a man like that can't know true happiness (it's in all the movies), so we don't hate him. We are not as angry at him as we are his supporters. The sad saps duped into believing he cares about them even a little. Fear makes people do crazy things. And as crazy as it sounds, Trump's followers are under the impression that they're the victims.

Here's what I think:

Hate is not going to win us this war. Mockery might, but the more time we spend focused on the hate we feel for Trump and his supporters, the better his chances. Our disgust seems to make him stronger. Terrifying as it is, Donald Trump has a shot winning the Republican nomination. Let's not underestimate him. But let's not underestimate our power, either.

We can spend all our energy in shock and outrage (and understandably so). Or we can pick a better candidate. No matter which side of the isle we sit on, we can stop villainizing each other (even just for an afternoon) and band together to vote him off the island. We can focus on the kind of person we want to run our country (especially if your ideal candidate looks very different than mine).

It's a flawed, messy system, but it's better than the alternative. I believe there are people actively working to improve it. Let's choose to focus our attention on them.