People Have Spoken

I am sure you have heard of the phrase, “Calm before a storm.” Well, let me introduce you to the
phrase, “Calm AFTER the storm.” This year in politics was utter chaos, what with Trump going
completely haywire, Biden dropping out mid-campaign, and Kamala surging as a shining star.
Eventually, we were presented with a choice between a madman, who was bent on destroying
everything that we, as a nation, stand for, and a voice of reason that wanted to bring joy and
happiness back into our lives. It was either doom and gloom, or rainbows and unicorns. The
unicorn was Tim Walz, Trump was doom, and JD Vance was gloom, in case you missed that.
Kamala was the rainbow; you know, a collage of colors—HeHeHe—sorry I couldn’t stop myself
from saying that.

People were shouting from the rooftops that Trump was going to end democracy. That women were
going to be relegated to being second class citizens, as God has intended for them to be. That
corruption is going to run rampant throughout all three branches of the government. That judges
will no longer serve justice. That politicians will become nothing but court jesters to a fascist and a
dictator. That world was going to end at midnight on November sixth. That we would wake up to an
alternate reality, where up will be down, and left will be right. It will be the end of days. The nation
held its breath as it waited for the election results, hoping, wishing, praying that we will finally wake
up from a hypnotic dream and be normal again.

I did not hear the angel Israfil blowing his trumpet when the winner of this election was announced.
Although it is kind of funny to realize that there can be no trumpet without Trump in it, get it, I just
made a stupid joke. Our sense of humor is now coming back, as we realize that the nightmare is
over, and Trump really is our president, once again. People have spoken, and they have selected a
would-be dictator as our president. Majority of the voters have selected someone who is
considered to be a threat to our national security. Some of the famous generals were pronouncing
him to be a clear and present danger, who is going to weaken this country to the point that all the
predators are going to have a field day with the carcass of this nation.

All I felt when I heard that Trump has won the election, and that the majority of our people have
elected him to be our next president, was this total calm. I was at peace within, and tranquility
reigned supreme all around me. It is so amazing. All the hype around how Trump is going to be an
enemy of the state—I think I was one of the people who said that at one time—just disappeared. All
of the hullabaloo about us devolving into the dark ages went away, with the snap of our fingers. It
was like heavy winds had finally died down and we heard nothing but the silence.

There were heavy winds indeed all around us, blaring through our screens, be it our TVs or our
phones. There was loud noise coming from all directions, trying to either get our attention or to
confuse us about the state of a􀆯airs. There was shouting, and screaming, and talking down to us,
and scaring the [S-word] out of us about our future. But guess what? Once the fearmongering went
away, the fear went away with it. When all voices from both sides stopped, when the signal
overload on our senses dissipated, there was this undeniable clarity that all that commotion was
for nothing. That we are all going to be okay. That our lives will go on as before, without any major
changes upending the normalcy of our daily routines.