Lessons To Be Learned

Well, first, I want to congratulate every single one of you out there who voted for Donald Trump. I forgot the last time in my life where I felt so electrifying overjoyed – one which typically comes with something great happening albeit, something totally startling and unexpected such as was Donald Trump’s triumph on November 8th, 2016 – a date which shall go down in the annals of history as the day the United States of America was reborn. In the weeks preceding the election, I had written a couple of articles, to wit, “Hope I am Wrong” and “Game Over”, both of which, I concede, offered a rather gloomy outlook on Trump’s chances of winning the elections – I admit, to be one of the many who fell victim to the innocuous if yet masterfully deceitful polls, none of which ever gave Trump a true chance of winning the presidency. That, coupled with an overwhelming crusade of negative publicity, made me somewhat succumb to the public opinion’s misguided assessment of Trump’s chances of winning this election.

Then there was that overwhelming feeling of despair which had all but literally made me give up on my fellow Americans, as, in my heart of hearts, I honestly believed many of you had begun marching to the beat of a different drum. Horrifyingly scary, as, during the past eight years, I watched how the greatest nation on the planet, our last bastion of hope for freedom, was being literally transformed into the likes of a third-world Marxist state - overtly proclaimed by our hybrid Muslim sympathizer president Barack Obama on October 30th, 2008, just before he, himself, was elected president, when he said: “We are five days away from fundamentally transforming the United States of America.” With the 2016 presidential elections coming at the tail-end of eight years of Obama’s vicious transformation, together with previous failed presidential attempts of GOP candidates John McCain in 2008 s and Mitt Romney in 2012, respectively, these elections creeped in to my mind as somewhat of an uphill battle with almost insurmountable odds against Donald Trump. To me, beating Clintons’ well-oiled political machinery seemed a tall order to overcome. Clinton’s army, of all things, included a whole host of Trump-haters ranging from the rank-and-file of a wide-spread fringe liberal media, the nation’s academia, millennials, blacks, Latinos, women and a community of iconic Hollywood celebrities, all of which, even Trump’s own GOP establishment-republicans made it appear that Trump’s chances of winning were all but a virtual impossibility. My vantage point was one that delved more in realism, per say, rather than many would care to give me credit for. In retrospect, though, I don’t think my apparent pessimism was either far-fetched or irrational at all. Matter of fact, all told, I think my presumptions for Trump losing had a whole lot commonsensical logic to it, or… did it not?

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I truly believe that, by God’s grace, we were all spared the grief and devastation that comes along with the evils of one of the most hideous political systems known to mankind

Anyways, all of it, is now behind us in the history books. Amidst the incredible good news brought about by Trump’s success, however, for me personally, I think, there were some lessons to be learned by all of us from this whole experience. First, if looked at, strictly from a frail human perspective, the one thing I personally learned was never again to doubt my fellow Americans. Never again to think mainstream America could not rise-up and fess-up to the real and present dangers posed by a progressive liberal revolution bordering on Marxism and/or communism. That, followed by a close second, which was to realize that “persistence” can and will move mountains, especially when you are talking about a nation guided by noble objectives. On a more trivial, and less sensitive note, I also learned never again to rely on polls, pollsters and polling as a mainstay criteria for predicting election results. On the other hand, from a more mystical perspective, I was reaffirmed that, regardless what creed or religion you belong to, there is God out there – a Supreme being capable of performing miracles on behalf of humanity and mankind; a Supreme being that is looking after all of us, you and I and this great nation we call the United States of America. Yes, these elections, in the end, were not really decided by all who voted for Donald Trump, but more so, by the will of God – by the will of a God who decidedly was not about to allow for corruption to supersede benevolence; for racial, class-divide and hatred to supersede the goodwill of mankind; for the murdering of pre-born children in late-term abortions to supersede, these children’s right-to-life; for jealousies and envies of under-achievers to supersede the success of the hard-working men and women of this nation; by a God who wanted to make sure, his brethren are entitled to inalienable rights, among them life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness. As I look back to the past eight years, friends, I truly think our great nation was well on its way to falling into an abyss of destruction, historically associated with Marxist regimes – the consequences of which would have been magnanimously disastrous, for the nation, maybe even for mankind. I truly believe that, by God’s grace, we were all spared the grief and devastation that comes along with the evils of one of the most hideous political systems known to mankind. For that alone, we should all be grateful and praise our Lord - our God.

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May God bless America. Long-live our Constitutional Republic!

Before offering my closing arguments, I should remind you all that, in my books, ‘we-the-people’ gave a mandate to president-elect Donald Trump on November 8th, - a mandate to carry on with a platform ultimately conceived to “making America great again”, Trump’s campaign theme. By the same token, ‘we-the-people’ were given yet another mandate from God – a mandate to never again, take our freedoms, our democracy and our Constitutional Republic for granted, such as we did in 2008 and then again in 2012. By the same token, we cannot not lose sight and hope of the fact that there are, after all, plenty of good black men and women, out there, who someday, could make for great presidents, rather than looking to transform the freedoms, democracy and Constitutional Republic willed to us by our forefathers. Historically, I have never yet written an article without a last captioning statement asking for God to save America. This time around, however, I want to change that caption into one that thanks God for, indeed, saving us. It is now time to heal. I pray that president-elect Donald Trump will have the foresight to lead the nation back to its former glory. Back to where we all, regardless of the color of our skin, our religious backgrounds, or political inclines, we can all co-exist with each other peacefully in the spirit and image of our Creator and help to reconstruct our nation with the same grace of God that saved our nation on November 8th, 2016. May God bless America. Long-live our Constitutional Republic!