How disturbing is it that this past Monday, a transgender woman in Tennessee — a military veteran — found her pickup truck burned out, with the word "Trump" spray-painted on its side?
And how awful is it that Trump supporters rampaged through Philadelphia last night, spreading racist and misogynist graffiti?
And can we possibly wrap our heads around the fact that former KKK grand wizard David Duke is thrilled with the election?
All on the anniversary of Kristallnacht, no less. You don't have to be Jewish to feel a shudder down your spine.
As far as we can tell, the 2016 Republican nominee has made no effort to condemn all this. So we're finding it mighty hard to understand how someone who's supposed to unite the country fails to call out hate crimes done in his name. And although our Democratic nominee in her gracious concession speech today asked us to approach her opponent with an open mind — are we really, after swastikas and "Trump That Bitch" and "Jew-S-A," supposed to give him a chance to govern?
Seventy-eight years after the Night of Broken Glass — and on the day after the highest glass ceiling remains, sadly, itself unbroken — we cats have an announcement to make. We are relieving George W. Bush of the moniker of The Worst Person Who's Ever Lived. As of this moment, it goes to Donald Trump. We cats resolve to never let him forget it, and we HISS.
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