There are many reasons I have come to the conclusion I must support Donald J. Trump for the Presidency of the United States of America. Many of those reasons are those accepted by the growing numbers of my fellow citizens who have backed him up to this point. More of the reasons have been forced upon me by relationships with friends and family. The greatest reason for my change to Trump is one I am almost ashamed to mention. It is the straw that broke the camel's back. It is one that has driven many to follow a leader regardless of personal desires. It is the one reason that even the most intelligent, most friendly, most benevolent and most courageous among us will allow to drive their steps.
I support Trump because he is influential. I support Trump because he has a powerful economic background. I support Trump because he is a builder. I support Trump because he has been successful in many endeavors. These are but a few of the reasons I support Donald J. Trump. I can understand others following him for the same reasons. Yet these reasons alone could not convince me to accept Trump. So why am I now in this position?
I discovered that many, many of my friends and family supported Trump long before I came to the same decision. Some of them were concerned about our borders and immigration and loss of jobs to the undocumented. Some were probably led by racist thoughts. Others by super nationalism. Some just by the urging of their friends and neighbors and relatives. A few may even have succumbed to financial concerns and a need for security. Some have even forsaken freedom to achieve their present stance. So why did I hold out from supporting Trump with all of these aforementioned reasons to do the opposite?
Up until I came upon my final motive for supporting Trump I maintained my common sense, my intellectual integrity and my hope for the future of our country. For some unGodly reason I thought that justice and providence and sanity would prevail and all the ills of our democracy would fall by the wayside. Alas, they did not prevail and now our beloved land is in danger of destruction. With all of this in mind I have come to realize I must support Trump out of fear. Fear for my world, for my country, for my friends and neighbors, for my family and even for my personal safety. You could say I have forsaken all of my background and knowledge to accommodate my desire to stifle fear.
I was born in 1936. I lived through the Second World War. You may think I was too young to understand but the early years have proven to be the time when we are most impressed by the world around us. I saw the rise of Hitler and Mussolini. I heard the stories of conquest and victory. I saw and even participated in the efforts to stomp out fear by collecting metal and paper and rags to support our war effort. I saw the news reels of atrocities and death and destruction. I wondered and celebrated in the defeat of the Axis. This was all done at a time of great fear. Fear that is presented to us once more in the form of a leader who seems so much like Adolph and Benito and Hirohito. I find myself cringing in fear that if I don't support Trump my fellow Americans may turn against me. My friends and neighbors may resent me if I am not like them. Even my family may deny me for my beliefs.
For all these reasons I now declare I will support Donald J. Trump. I fear him.