I have been waking up every day since Trump won the election in a historic landslide with so much enthusiasm and hope for the future of our country and the country our grandchildren will inherit. Every day, there seems to be more good news, from all of his cabinet picks to the establishment of the DOGE and so many other awesome developments - like the fact that Canada and Mexico have agreed to limit all of the people coming through their countries to ours out of fear of a 25% tariff. As promised, Trump is already improving the state of our great nation before he even officially returns to the white house. But I have so much more enthusiasm than I even expected - even when compared to the first time he won. Why is that? This post took me a little while because I was wondering that myself. But I finally put my finger on it- Trump’s overwhelming win isn't just a victory for him—it feels like a victory for people like me, who knew that we were not the awful people that Democrats have tried really hard to make us out to be, with the help of the now exposed legacy media, of course. While we will be unpacking the effects of this landslide victory for years and decades to come, here is my humble take.
Let's start with the excessive government control and misinformation. Remember COVID? When the government stepped in and told us that they were protecting us "for our own good"? Stay home, mask up, keep your distance. Shut down schools, restaurants - even outdoor playgrounds in Orange County were wrapped with caution tape, rendering them unusable. National parks, like Joshua Tree put up the CLOSED sign, restricting people from entering ... the outdoors. The park behind our home, CLOSED. It was all about "protecting others," right? And most people went along with it. Those who didn’t? We were labeled conspiracy theorists. But it was only supposed to be for two weeks. And then the goalpost was moved on us, and it became even longer. A friend of mine couldn’t introduce her grandfather to his newest great-grandchild. Why? “For his protection.” He died alone, and she’ll never get that moment back. Another friend was so worried she’d lose communication with her mom should she become hospitalized. Because hospitals didn’t allow visitors and cell reception was spotty—she bought walkie-talkies just in case. Seriously, is that the kind of government we want? One that micromanages every aspect of our lives and leaves us disconnected and powerless? One that lies? No thanks.
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| Our daughter's kindergarten graduation. She is the only one without a useless mask. |
And let’s not forget the cultural firestorm of the last few years. Suddenly, if you’re white—especially if you’re a white male—you are inherently racist. No discussion, no defense, and most importantly: no exceptions. I actually sat through training where a volunteer from the ADL flat-out told a teacher that her husband, whom they had never even met, was racist. Why? Simply because he was white. This teacher, who happens to be a minority, passionately defended him. She explained how he always stood up for marginalized groups, treated everyone with respect, and cited specific examples. It didn’t matter. The trainer insisted he was racist to his very core. In fact, being a racist was such a core of his being that it was not even detectable by him or anyone around him, apparently. My thoughts drifted to my father, who had lost a good job with the railroad because he defended a Native American on the job site who was wrongly accused. Also racist. What’s wrong with this picture? This rhetoric is divisive, unfair, untrue, and frankly, un-American.
Does racism exist? Sure it does. But labeling every Trump supporter as racist is absolutely insane. I do not personally know one Trump supporter who is racist. Labeling all of any group a certain way without knowing them and in spite of the facts is one of the very definitions of prejudice!
- 1.preconceived opinion that is not based on reason or actual experience."prejudice against people from different backgrounds"
That's how insane all of this is - gaslighting in its finest form. And what has the legacy media done in reaction to his amazing victory? They are turning on each other, with MSNBC now calling Hispanics white supremacists (you can't make this stuff up). How else can they explain the fact that even Texas/Mexico border towns that are 97% Hispanic have turned red in favor of Trump?
This is why Trump’s win makes me hopeful. It feels like a big, loud rejection of all that nonsense. His “America First” stance is a reminder that we don’t need a nanny state controlling our lives or global ideologies dictating how we think. We are Americans. We value freedom, fairness, and common sense. Trump’s leadership is like hitting the reset button—getting back to a place where people are judged by their character, not their skin color, and where the government serves us, not the other way around. Make common sense common again!
Okay, sure, it's easy to say that you are not racist. But the real proof is in the pudding. And by pudding, I mean what we tell our children. Allow me to explain. So, all of this legacy media discourse got into my head without realizing it. It suddenly felt shameful to be patriotic - as if that was some sort of symbol of not liking other countries? Or cultures? And it bothered me and caused me to do a lot of self-reflection. But the truest test came when I was in London in 2022, alone with just my son and daughter in the cab with me, and a petition between the driver, who could not hear us, and us. We had flown there with my father and brother for my Aunt Anna's wedding, a meaningful trip that I will always remain thankful that I took (thank you, Anna).
On that trip, we hailed a cab from the Reading suburb to London. In the cab, on our way to the hotel, there were hundreds of Muslim women wearing burkas, completely covered with only slits for their eyes to be exposed. They were chanting and protesting, carrying signs as they walked in an orderly line around Hyde Park. From what I can gather, I think it may have been a counter-protest in reaction to the Masha Amini protests since they were in traditional dress. In any case, my daughter asked me, "Mommy, are those bad people?" I responded with the truth: "You can't tell. You cannot tell by looking at someone whether they are bad or good. Someone could look just like you and be one of the worst people in the world."
The pandemic and the cultural chaos of the past few years have been wake-up calls. We saw how easily fear can lead to overreach, how quickly people will accept labels and guilt without question. But we’ve also seen people standing up, saying “Enough.” That’s the spirit that gives me hope. It’s about rejecting authoritarianism in all its forms—whether it’s government overreach or divisive ideologies—and embracing the idea that we’re stronger when we come together, not when we’re torn apart.
But it’s more than that. Trump’s overwhelming win didn’t just feel like a victory for him—it felt like a victory for people like me. For so long, it felt like we were the minority, quietly questioning what was happening but too often dismissed or labeled for not falling in line. We have all seen homelessness and lawlessness on the rise - especially in California, where voters decided stealing up to $950 was no big deal or having hardened drugs was just a ticket-able offense. Trump's win made me realize I’m not alone. Millions of others DO feel the same way, and that’s a powerful thing. I’m not gloating, but I’ll admit I feel vindicated in a way. It’s comforting to know that so many people are rejecting the overreach, the division, and the fear-based narratives.
My unbridled enthusiasm for Trump's win isn’t about rubbing it in anyone’s face—it’s about hope. Hope that we’re moving back toward a nation where freedom, fairness, and unity matter more than fear and division. It’s about believing in the kind of America I’ve always wanted for my children—a place where they can grow up proud, independent, and free. And knowing that I’m not alone in that hope? That’s the best part of all.
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