Y’all need to stop it, right now.

I’m tired of it.

Fed UP.

It’s over. Done with. Brexit, Trump, all of it. You all made your bed, now lie in it.

For months — 20 years, actually, to anyone and everyone who could listen, I have been passionately arguing for a third-party candidate. I am proud to live in a state where “None of the Above” is an available option on the ballot — and indeed, in this election, I urged people to seriously consider that as a real choice. Over the years, I’ve swayed more than a few people with my points.

Regardless, I believe that everyone should ultimately make their own choice based on their conscience— and not based on *my* feelings.

And yet the pettiness, the in-fighting, the overall ugliness that has overtaken everyone led to a phone call the morning after this year’s presidential election to one of my friends that went something like this:

“Why’d you have to vote that way? Why couldn’t you vote my way! We would have won!”

“I voted the way I believe. That’s what we’re supposed to do.”

“What you believe is stupid. You didn’t go to college. You should let the smarter people vote.”

“I was in the military — you weren’t. You should let the people who defended the country vote.”

“You’ve killed people, you shouldn’t even have rights anymore.”

“You won’t even stand up and defend those rights — if not me, who will?”

And it just kept getting worse from there.

So I’m calling a detente.

Stop fighting.

Give the dude a chance.

He’s different than pretty much anyone we’ve had in the last 100 or so years. We don’t actually know what his personal values are (we think we do, but how much of that is real, and how much is his “brand?”)— but 250 years of history shows they’re likely irrelevant to the office he’s holding.

He will now be constrained by more bureaucracy than he’s ever had to deal with, and a system of checks and balances that was put into place to ensure a relative amount of consistency in the office. He will have less freedom as the President than he ever had as a regular citizen.

Congratulations, America — you’ve put a collar on Trump by making him President.

Now stop whining, kiss and make up.

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