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Dec. 2nd, 2016 | 05:39 pm
location: Raleigh, NC
mood: Apocalyptic
music: Awolnation - Sail

"Fear is a stranger to me. I know its face, nor do I know its name, but it calls to me and I must answer."

I am terrified of Donald Trump. Every second of every minute, the situation seems to get worse. I realize how few allies, how few resources there are, in this fight. And I do think it will be a fight. I took for granted how 'sturdy' our society was. Maybe shouldn't have done that. I smell war coming. I just don't know if it will be civil, or world.

Unless the Electors come through and validate their existence (which is an odd thing for me to want as I've generally spoken out against the Electoral College in the past), I fear our best-case scenario is an utter ruining of the country. I fear our best-case scenario is devastation of our economy, of our legacy, of our world. Worst-case scenario? I shudder to even think about it. No, I can genuinely not rule out invasion, rule out global assembly against us, rule out nuclear attack. I really cannot.
I smell war.

But, as Nick Fury once said, "Until such time as the world ends, we will act as though it intends to spin on"

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