Once again, former and future President Donald Trump is Time magazine’s Person of the Year. That makes sense. I’m hoping against hope that next year’s Person of the Year will not be “The Deported Immigrant.”
We are just a little over a month away from Trump’s inaugural, and I know that will be a tough day for all of us. But I will force myself to watch. Because we can’t turn away from the fight.
At least I can’t.
Every time you see him on TV and think, “I can’t watch him,” know that I will. And there will be other Americans subjecting themselves to the living nightmare unfolding before us. Because stopping his administration from achieving the worst parts of his agenda will require constant vigilance.
Oh, who am I kidding? Look. I’ll be no good for the fights ahead of us if I drive myself crazy. I promise that I will be vigilant up to a point. But I won’t be any good to any of us if I go stark raving mad.
So, know that I will keep abreast of the events in the White House and Congress and the friggin’ Supreme Court. To a point.
Al
P.S. Please know that I will be part of the Kennedy Center Honors broadcast on Sunday, December 22, which will air from 8:30 to 11 p.m. ET on CBS. This year’s honorees are Bonnie Raitt, Arturo Sandoval, The Apollo theater, Francis Ford Coppola, and the Grateful Dead. Guess which one I’ll be introducing?
