by David Hutchinson
Election aftermath, 4am. Sleep eludes me. But within me, an unexpected sense of hope and self-determination has taken hold amidst yesterday’s heart-wrenching turn of world events. Over the last 18 months, with horror and morbid fascination, I’ve watched the US election process as Americans revealed the worst side of themselves in giving air to the shallow, mean-spirited and truth-shunning bletherings of Donald J. Trump. Today he’s President Trump.
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