Trump’s America Is A Dream Deferred

Today is January 20th, Martin Luther King Jr. Day. A day meant to honor a man who dreamed of unity, justice, and equality. Yet here we are, witnessing the second inauguration of Donald J. Trump—a president who, to me, feels like the antithesis of that dream.

I’ve spent a lot of time wrestling with how we got here. And I keep coming back to this: Trump is a mirror, reflecting back the most sensationalized, divisive parts of America. He’s tapped into our fears, our anger, our frustrations—and he’s made them his platform. But he’s also mastered the art of pretending to care for the working class, for the forgotten. He wraps hollow promises in the language of hope and grievance, making it easier for people to believe in him.

It’s complicated, isn’t it? To feel so divided on a day like today. To think about Dr. King’s vision of America and see how far we’ve strayed from it. And maybe that’s the most painful part: knowing that while one man once dreamed of bringing us together, another man has risen to power by tearing us apart.

So today, I’m not celebrating. I’m reflecting. I’m questioning. I’m asking myself—and you—what this moment says about us as a country, and more importantly, where we go from here.

Let’s talk about it.