I am in a busy place, a high rise office complex and there is danger all around. The people here and I move and huddle low to the ground because the enemy is pointing guns at us. However, there is never any gunshot sounds. Then a wimpy looking man proceeds to gather up the fearful. Wandering about, he stops, stands next to where I am, looks down at me and says, "you gave up your last chance." I feel totally without hope.
All of a sudden, beside me, appears Donald Trump. Not saying a word, he assuredly picks me up and swiftly together we exit the scene. I follow him, descending down the platforms in this building and at one point, feeling unstable, I hold on to his shoulder. He remains expressionless. Now, outside, we are in the streets of New York City and there are many people hustling about. Trump and I are separating and as I see him moving farther and farther away from me, I become sad. But then, I think about him, and all of a sudden, again, he is very close to me. His face, now, looks a bit like someone I know.
Exhilarating - that someone important would do this for me, that the motivation was personal.
Exhilarating - that someone important would do this for me, that the motivation was personal.
But, did I vote for him?
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A question, does it take someone who is capable of doing wrong to help those who have been done wrong to?