Dear Mr. Trump

Dear Mr. Trump,

You have inspired me! I watched the recent republican debate and after watching for some time, you helped me decide where to cast my vote. Yes, you have inspired me, but perhaps not in the way you intended.

I will admit, there have been times in my life when I have felt passionate about a topic or situation and in that passion, I have said or done things that did not bring out the best in me. So I get it. I get your passion to want to win the trip to the White House. However, I am grateful that I learned from my poor behavior and have both grown up and moved on. I also learned that with true passion, comes some level of moderation. I can still be passionate about a cause or viewpoint, but I don’t have to become a bully to get my point across.

My father taught me long ago when I was in elementary school, that bullies are really just cowards. He said, “They may look tough on the outside, but on the inside…they are just a scared little kid.” So, my question Mr. Trump is, “What are you so afraid of? Are you afraid of not being noticed? Are you afraid of losing control? It certainly seems like you are tap dancing in the street desperately crying out for attention. And so the media follows your show.

Having said all of the above, I realize that I don’t dislike you as much as I pity you. You claim to be wealthy, but in reality…you are spiritually bankrupt. Your treatment of people is consistently from the standpoint of bully and your behavior escalates when you are afraid you won’t be noticed.

So, how have you inspired me? You have inspired me to unfurl my fist and stretch out my hand to welcome the stranger. You have inspired me to be more outspoken about the equal treatment and respect of women. You may have even inspired me to become financially wealthy so I can give the money away to an immigrant or refugee family fleeing other bullies in our world.

Your behavior is evidence that we definitely live in a hurting world and so I endeavor to become more compassionate. You have most importantly perhaps, inspired me to care more about the political process than I ever have before. Why? Because we do live in a hurting country and world and those who follow you for more than entertainment value, are scared and hurting too. They are so scared in fact, they believe the illusion that the only way to feel safe is to let the bully beat up the bad guy.

I don’t think you want America to be great Mr. Trump. I think YOU want to be great and the more you lose your grip on that possibility, the more scared (and bully like) you become. So thanks. Thanks for inspiring me to really pay attention and to use my voice (in whatever way I can) to encourage other Americans to not allow bullies like you to run our country. I also want to encourage Americans not to tolerate political leaders who like five year olds, are determined to hold their breath and turn blue (shutting down the government) until they get their way.

It’s time we ALL grow up and move on from kindergarten. Maybe if we all choose love rather than hate, compassion rather than intolerance, humility rather than pride, we will continue to be a great nation. I don’t think you want to be President Mr. Trump, I think you want to be Emperor so you can be great. And a small voice in the crowd cries out, “Look! The emperor wears no clothes!”

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Cindy Burger is a Spiritual Director, Writer and depending upon who you talk to, a woman who speaks what is on her mind…often to her own detriment. Share this:
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One Response to Dear Mr. Trump

  1. Wonderful! And, actually, dear Cindy, even a kindergartner would probably be suspended if they said and did what Mr. Trump does. I stand beside you!

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