Vox Populi for Trump

I have stayed out of the political fray way too long with great difficulty. As an Italian-American, I can be loud and opiniated; as a Democrat, I can be a fierce liberal; and as a recovering network journalist, I can often be accused of driving the story.


Early on, months ago, I said Hillary was not giving Trump credit for his appeal to middle America and she needed to address that. The media and the Democrats, driven by the well educated and one-percenters, tried to drive this campaign season along racial and sexual bias lines. Yet, the voice of the people has proven them wrong.

President-elect Donald Trump, who is one of the one-percenters, realized that the vast majority of Americans are hurting, longing, desperate, to keep their heads above water at a time when the rest of the world keeps trying to push us under.  It’s a reality for anyone who ventures beyond our borders or just a drive down any local Main Street.

Black, white, male, female, Latino, Asian small business owners are disappearing. They’ve been suffocated by high taxes, unfunded government mandates and the obscenely rising cost of health care and the abomination of Obama Care. That’s Obama’s legacy? A nice man who pulled the lifeline on this nation’s health care system? God, help us.

“Give Trump a Chance” should be our new motto. He’s not an ignorant man.  We should trust that he will surround himself with intelligent people.

The founding fathers of this country set up a republic with a democratic form of government and not a dictatorship. The screaming one-percenters and the well-educated people who are convulsing and threatening to leave the country this morning should take one small step outside this country and realize just what they have at home.

God bless America and we should all have just a thimble full of faith.

My only regret is that after nearly 250 years, the first woman was just not the right woman, right now.

Only hope can save us!

I’ve kept silent in this hellish political season. That’s a hard thing for a journalist/attorney to do. I’ll admit I was unsure until last night but the light bulb went off as President Obama addressed the Democratic Convention.

I remember that night in 2004 when he first took the national stage. I was mesmerized by his forceful, infectious optimism, not yet tarnished by the corroding abrasion of Washington lawmakers. If you remember, his message was one of hope.

Well, a lot has happened since then. America is living under a cloud of fear. The fear of  parents who can’t imagine how they’ll pay for college for their child; the fear of grandparents who don’t turn on the lights because they can’t afford the bill; the fear of children who see friends shot in the safe harbor of a school and the fear of teens who see heroin as a cheap Saturday night.  Fear has grabbed hold of the black population, scared to send their young men for a container of milk and cops operating under a trigger point state of paranoia for their lives.

History has shown us what fear can do to a population. History in our time and not in the dusty books of a university library. Fear is palpable all around us.

The two candidates who saw that fear in our eyes took the baton and ran to places we never imagined. One who continues to ply that fear and the other whose burn to change it fell short.

Only Americans can change this malaise, this anxiety-ridden cloud that is suffocating us faster than a swath of disease-carrying mosquitoes on a stagnant pond. We are choking with fear. We long for the security of a country that can protect us, rather than a country who is chided and viewed with derision on the global stage. We long for the days when we could send our kids out on a summer night to play safely in the streets without fear of random gunfire. We long for the day when bankruptcy was the taboo and not the norm for every other American. We are Americans. We hope, we dream that our best days are still ahead. Our eternal optimism is what makes us stand out and what makes us strong in this world. That is precisely what makes us Americans.

If we, as Americans, are going to win in November, the candidates need to take our fears seriously, not ignore them. Listen to what the fear mongers are saying and give us a concrete path to tomorrow. That’s the only way to win the election. That’s the only way to tip the numbers in our favor.

Of course we are afraid. It’s a scary world but baseless propaganda which panders to that is not the solution. You’ve got this America, now get out and do something about it and vote. It is your birthright! It is our future.

If you want change……….we’ve come this far……..after 240 years of male leadership, why not let women take the lead!

Time for a change

Recalling Al DelBello

Westchester lost one of its great sons today.  Former County Executive and Lt. Governor Al DelBello has died at 80 years young.

Al DelBello

Al DelBello/courtesy Patch.com

We came up together, so to speak. Mr. DelBello’s political career and my journalism career were on parallele timelines. I was a young cub reporter spending lonely weekend nights looking for news.  Al always had something for me.  I would call him at home nearly every Sunday night in the early 80s.  If Dee, his lovely wife, answered, she would kindly call him to the phone and we would create news on the spot.  He never brushed me off.  He never thought this local kid reporter was too inexperienced to bother with.  No, he took his time and always gave me a tidbit to leave for the news desk come Monday morning.  I miss those calls.  They don’t make politicians like Al DelBello any longer.  Honest, caring, every man and woman’s leader.

I hadn’t seen him in about two years.  The last time was at one of Dee’s business breakfasts. They always stood by and supported each other. They don’t make love like that any longer either.

Rest in peace Al DelBello. You will be missed.