For three weeks I’ve been trying to write something about the anniversary of DJT’s election. Trying and failing. As is always the case when something is hard to write, the problem is that I don’t know what I want to say. One thing I know I want to do is note, mark, recount how I felt a year ago. It was a kind of despair that I haven’t experienced before. I don't say that lightly - I have had a lifelong struggle with depression, I have experienced deep disappointment and challenges in life. But this past year has been different. A year ago, I felt deeply fearful for myself, personally – for the safety of any people who engage in systematic dissent when an authoritarian is in power. I felt deeply fearful for the progressive movement. I felt personal concern for the immigrant and people of color communities that I knew would be targeted. I felt very concerned for people who relied on Obamacare for lifesaving health care, with so many pledges for immediate repeal floati...