It’s been one month since Donald Trump became leader of the free world. And it’s been a hell of a month. I don’t even know where to begin. All of the crazy, far-fetched hypothetical happenings that rushed through my head after election day could never have prepared me for what he’s actually done and said. To me it is totally unbelievable that this man even got elected in the first place. Corruption and conflicts of interest are just a fraction of the problem. The scariest thing for me is the alternative reality he seems to be living in and trying to force upon us. He has no accountability, nobody seems to be keeping him in check, which is what I thought Congress was for? I think the biggest lesson I have started to learn because of this election and the first month is this – if you have a lot of money in America, you can do pretty much whatever you want (as long as you’re an old, white man).

One of the most refreshing surprises this last month was the resistance led by the National Parks Service started by tweets on the Badlands NP Twitter page. Things like this give me hope; they make me realize that I am not alone in my bewilderment and outrage. But for every voice of sanity I hear, cries of crazy ring out all around me. I’m not sure what lies ahead for us, exactly, but I have a feeling that things will have to get worse before they get better. I fear that Trump will have to make a huge mistake before his staunch followers will see him for what he truly is. I just hope that big mistake isn’t in the form of nuclear war and will not involve unspeakable human loss.