I woke up today full of hope. After four days trekking the Inca Trail—blissfully disconnected from day-to-day life, getting to know people from all countries and all backgrounds, learning about other cultures, and marveling at the natural beauty of our world—I slept deeply and woke excited to hear the news of progress in my home country. I am embarrassed to say that I was genuinely shocked to hear the real news.
From our little hostel room in Peru, I’ve been absorbing reactions all day…heartfelt messages posted to social media, YouTube clips, op-eds. As usual, I hesitate to add my own voice to the mix—because I can’t say it any better, because what good would it do?
But if one thing is clear to me now, it’s that silence is never the answer. I have managed to surround myself in enough of a liberal bubble that I truly didn’t think this would happen, and that in itself is a huge problem. The undeniable truth is that my country propelled and elected this person to the highest position of power in the world, and that is a reality we can’t afford to laugh at or ignore.