I dabble in politics but am so disillusioned and outraged since the election, I can only stomach so much. Mostly I want to hide and hope the entire world doesn’t go to war, or all the minorities aren’t killed, deported, or victimized even more than they are now, or that the greedy elites don’t steal more from those of us in the middle or lower. But, hiding makes it worse. I do as much as I can before falling into a political depression that leaves me teetering on the edge of self-destruction. Writing helps. My tribe on Medium helps. My grandchildren help keep me focused on love, kindness, generosity, and creativity. One day at a time until we can crawl out of this political and ethical swamp. I am trying to regain my hope in humanity but it is badly eroded, terribly damaged.