Dear Mr. Donald Trump,
You inspire me in countless ways. Some of which would be:
To avoid actually engaging in dialogue with people who have different opinions from myself.
To never EVER apologize or take any credit for derogatory statements towards millions of people I make.
To bring people together in the name of “Making America Great” again while doing everything possible to polarize the constituents you claim you will stand for.
To accept child-like remarks about my body and ensure me that any man, especially one who is a billionaire, can insult any powerful woman on national television with ease.
Lastly, you inspire me to forget.
To forget the sweat, blood and tears of people who have actually made this country great, who brought all that they had to this place they call home asking for only their dignity in return. To forget what the beads of sweat on Sojourner Truth’s brow looked like after she courageously asked “Ain’t I a woman?”; to forget the blood that was spilled as those brave men and women—both black and white, male and female, Christian and Jew—as they walked across the Edmund Pettus Bridge on that fateful Sunday; to forget the tears of joy and sadness as DREAMers, undocumented youth, embraced their mothers for the first time in 6 years whispering promises of unity through the slits in a wall built upon fear.
These memories, this history, these stories, these people ARE the United States of America.
This is what inspires me. And, Mr. Donald Trump this is what you fail to lose.
The choice is yours.
OUR United States of America is not one that will be built on hate, fear or lies but by the power of the blood, sweat, and tears of those brave enough and willing to stand up against injustices to make this country a country we are proud to continuously help shape. The hate stops here!
Reflect on these powerful images, videos and photos of the stories I described above. Click on the links: