I haven’t gotten past the fear stage in all of this. Will President Donald Trump—a revolting phrase if there ever was one—act on his campaign promises? Will he really ban Muslims from entering the country, enact penalties for women choosing to have abortions, tear up all of the work (albeit small) that President Barack Obama has made on climate change? Republicans will soon control every branch of the federal government and the majority of statehouses and governorships in our country. There is no real check on Trump’s vengeance.
There is no silver lining to this hurricane cloud, but there are friends to drink with underneath its rain. We are a beer city, one of the greatest beer cities in the world, and cities voted overwhelmingly against Trump, so we should drink together. And we should drink our own beer. We need cities to keep being the economic engines of this country, and we need to build up our resources for the fight ahead. Head to a brewery or a bar and meet your fellow Seattleites who overwhelmingly voted against the demagogue, and drink Seattle beer.
