As I wrote four year ago and I say again today, I would have LOVED to have been wrong about Trump. It would’ve been great if he had stumbled with Forrest Gump-like luck into greatness. Instead, he was worse than I expected, and bad in ways I could never have anticipated. 1/6

I broke down into tears several times on January 6 while watching the horrifying news coverage. It was my least favorite day of writing ever (and I’ve experienced the singular horror of briefly working for one of the people on Trump’s pardon list). 2/6

There is no joy in “I told you so” when it comes to being #NeverTrump today. Every flaw and weakness of his that I predicted, and every one I didn’t, has had profoundly dangerous and tragic consequences for our country. 3/6

I know some of you will now be watching today’s inauguration with similar worries and fears as I did in 2017 — “please don’t let this be as bad as I think it will be.” I disagree with @JoeBiden on a long list of issues but I do not doubt his love for this country. 4/6

I am looking forward to returning to a routine of *disagreeing* with the president rather than constantly spinning between worried, angry, shocked, disgusted, and scared. 5/6

We have developed some heartbreakingly deep divisions in this country. My prayer is that today is a day where that trend starts to reverse.

God bless America, and God bless all of you. 6/6

For those who can’t read: I never voted tor Trump, never supported him, not for one second. Wishing I had been wrong is NOT the same as believing he’d be great. I knew he’d be awful. I researched the Atlantic City casino bankruptcies in 2015. He was a heartless conman then & now.