It blows my mind and breaks my heart to realize that there are grown adults of around 20 years young, who don't remember what America was before the last decade, wherein 45/47 and his 37% have ruined it. They don't remember civil political discourse or civility, period. They don't remember a time before xenophobia, hate, scapegoating and divisiveness ruled the day. They don't remember a time when the rule of law carried the day. They don't remember a time when we were widely respected in the world, and an inspiration to many. And although we have had many shameful chapters in our history, they don't remember a time when we were so much more than our worst aspects and potentials. They don't remember a time when there were things to be truly proud of and patriotic about protecting and nurturing.
They only know this crazy, hateful, cruel and lawless, corrupt and sociopathic POTUS and his xenophobic, racist, horrific followers. They know a government that lies constantly, shoots peaceful protesters in the street, and kidnaps people with no due process and puts them in concentration camps. They know a government that is Reaganomics on steroids, Robinhood in reverse, a fascist oligarchy. We already had no social safety net, no investment in our people, when I was their age, and it changed the trajectory of my life from what it would have been and could have been, had we had (like most other westernized countries) federal, universal, single-payer health care, maternity and paternity leave, child care, etc. And instead of trending in the right direction, no matter how long and how hard some of us fought to make it do so, it has only gotten worse and worse, until we had a crazed, racist, antisemitic South African wackadoo on a stage with a chainsaw, as the 37% cheered. That was the exact moment when I, watching in abject horror, knew that America was gone.
20-year-olds do not remember the America I believed in, the ideals I passionately fought my entire life to try to make us live up to. Instead, all the worst aspects and potentials of America have come to fruition. And it is poisonous fruit.
It is heartbreaking enough to watch your country be swallowed whole by all of the above-outlined horrific potentials, but then to realize that there are not even just children (which is heartbreaking) but adults now--fully grown adults--who don't remember. They don't remember when, though it has always faced strong headwinds, there was an alive and kicking America to be proud of and passionate about.

