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Heather S's avatar

His followers will believe whatever he says about the crash and when we do (if)

find out what actually happened they we not believe it. He is disgusting.

As a woman I look at other women and think how could you have voted for this?

His BS is not going to go away when he leaves office or drops dead. He has plenty

of minions willing to continue onwards.

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The Potomac's Grief

On January 30, 2025, after a military helicopter collided with a passenger jet above Reagan National Airport killing 67 people, including a team of U.S. figure skaters, Trump responded to questions about visiting the crash site by saying, "I have no plan to visit, because, you tell me, what's the site? The water? Do I want to go swimming?"

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I am the Potomac River. For centuries I have cradled this capital in my waters, witnessed its triumphs and tragedies, felt the weight of history in my depths. Now I cradle something else: fragments of metal, personal belongings, and things too precious to name.

Sixty-seven souls. Among them, young athletes who once danced on ice, who turned frozen water into art, who wore their nation's colors with pride. Now my liquid waters hold them instead of their familiar ice. Parents, children, lovers, friends - all committed to my care in a moment of fire and metal. My waters hold their final moments with the reverence they deserve. Each ripple a prayer, each wave a remembrance.

The families come to my banks. They stand in silent vigil, their tears joining my waters, their grief becoming part of my flow. Some bring flowers. Some just stare into my depths. Some whisper names I now know by heart. A mother holds her daughter's ice skates, touching their blades to my surface in a final farewell. I hold their sorrow as gently as I hold their loved ones.

"Do I want to go swimming?"

The words float across my surface like oil, toxic and slick. The President of the United States, asked about paying respects to the dead, turns their resting place into a punchline. Mocks the sacred water where divers still search, where Coast Guard boats still patrol, where families still wait for answers.

I have seen presidents come to my shores in times of tragedy. Seen them bow their heads, lay wreaths, offer words of comfort. Seen them understand that these waters, now holding American lives - including young athletes who died wearing America's flag - deserve dignity and respect.

But this one turns grief into a joke. Makes my depths, now a cemetery, into a swimming pool reference.

I am the Potomac River. I hold these souls with reverence. I guard their final rest with dignity. I merge their stories with my eternal flow.

And I will remember the man who thought their resting place worthy only of mockery.

Long after he is gone, I will still be here. Still holding these precious souls. Still witnessing. Still remembering.

Still knowing the difference between those who honor the dead, and those who turn their graves into punchlines.

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Find more voices bearing witness to our democracy in crisis at https://barryfinland.substack.com and in my book β€œNO! a response to donald j. trump”. Available at Amazon https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0DVRLG6NP

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