Well, that certainly was interesting.
It was compelling and surreal and a celebration of the unique creation that is American democracy. Yet while Tuesday night was extraordinary and unprecedented, a funny thing happened Wednesday: The sun came up. It did so again on Thursday and on Friday, as well. And while making long-term predictions should be left to only fools and charlatans, we’ll go out on a limb and guess that the sun will rise on Jan. 21, the first morning of a Donald J. Trump presidency.
Look, I think it was a poor choice. I think Trump is a boorish, unqualified, bigoted hatemonger. And you know what: What I think doesn’t matter now; enough people disagreed with that assessment to make him the president-elect. No amount of whining or caterwauling can change that and, while we will need to consult our pocket U.S. Constitution on this one, we’re guessing that no amount of protest will change it, either.
But that didn’t stop protesters in numerous cities from taking to the streets Tuesday night, Wednesday evening, and beyond.
In Portland, those protesters occupied Interstate 5 and shut down rush-hour traffic in an attempt to accomplish … well, nobody knows exactly what. In so doing, they might have released some tension and mitigated some frustration, but they also harmed their cause. Reinforcing the narrative that progressives are whiny hypocrites with little regard for law and order, the protesters undoubtedly reminded Trump supporters of why those supporters believe this nation needs Trump. Chanting “not my president,” the protesters engaged in a strange manner of cognitive dissonance — unless they are leaving the country.