Frightened. in Jingle bells, batman smells while shepherds wash their socks (winter 2015/16).

I don’t think I’ve been so politically scared since the 80’s along with its talk of The Button.

Trump, (Brit slang. n. fart) who was amusing at first, is just becoming damned scary. Hell, I’d welcome W Bush back in place of this man, and W Bush scared the crap out of me!

I remember being revolted by him back in the days of him being in the paper because of Ivana. He oozed sleaze and pompousness back then; now he vomits hatred, through blanket statements, with nothing to back up his statements nor what he claims he will do as president.

We can all make jokes about his hair resembling tumble weed, we can snort at his dick references; but that is just laughter covering fear. Because there are people who think he’s speaking for them, people who cheer every rhetorical statement, people who are scared of a world full of variety and the beauty that is diversity of culture. The diversity of human nature.

I want to believe that these followers are in a minority but the snowball keeps rolling and gathering more detritus on the way.

I’m scared for the future of our place on this world.