People deal with bad news in different ways. Some people use alcohol to numb the pain. Some wall themselves off from the outside world. And some stare into the abyss. I did all three in various forms over the past couple of months. The bad news, of course, is the election of Donald Trump - a man who seems an unholy mix of Bond villain, abusive stepdad, and enraged toddler.
Lately, I've been compulsively drawing portraits of the man. Like I'm up to somewhere around 100 or so pictures. It's a weird coping mechanicism, I suppose.
So I decided to make a poster out of it. I'll be carrying this at this Saturday's protests.