To endorse or not endorse? That is the question

This morning, I couldn’t wait to open the New York Times to find out how the Republican debate went with Donald Trump out of the picture. Who would shine in his absence? What was the general tenor? Cordial or bombastic? Dignified or scrappy? I don’t watch the debates on television. I don’t have cable and I doubt I have the stomach to watch for that long, but I love reading the recaps.

Of course, Trump scares me, because it seems that making money is his only motivating factor. I have nightmares of waking up in eight years to an entire country that looks like the Las Vegas strip—with all the glitter, entertainment, and women who can’t make a living if their body parts sag. Trump Towers will dominate every landscape, the rich will get even richer (though that seems mind-blowingly impossible), while the rest of us are gleefully “FIRED!” 

Then on the other end of the spectrum, we have Bernie Sanders, a democratic socialist. I never thought that a democratic socialist would have a chance in our country, but I suppose that’s what happens when income inequity gets as bad as it is now. Though I agree with his policies the most, I know people who worked with him, and I’m not impressed with his administrative abilities. But I’m glad he’s running. My daughter is excited about him and she hopes that younger generations will get him elected, and feel their political muscle a bit.