It pains me to write this.
I will begin with full disclosure: I did not vote for Donald Trump. I have not and will not disparage anyone who did. And, though I have strong opinions about the man, I will not disparage him here. I will give him time to reveal whether my opinions are valid.
I write this after watching a helicopter view of the Chicago protests at Trump Tower, post-election. I viewed it several times, fascinated by the sky view of thousands of people, tiny dots collecting like blood cells and flowing through vein-like streets toward the monolith, where they coagulated, filling the square with...something.
Street views showed most young folks, many holding cellphone cameras up and chanting "Not my president!" Lots of signs saying the same thing.
Second disclosure: I'm an old guy. I remember protests from the 60's. Here is some advice.
First, I hope you all voted. Anyone who didn't should stay home.
Second, the phrase "Not My President." I get that, you are being metaphorical. I'm a writer. I adore metaphor. But I'm frankly getting sick of metaphor. The past year has beaten it out of me. To coin a phrase--it's time to get real.
The reality is this: right now, Donald Trump is "not your president." So you are, literally, on solid ground. Come January 20th, he will be. At least "Yes My Constitution" says so.
Third, about protesting. It has a noble past, in the right hands. But it has to have a purpose, an end game. Gandhi, wanting the British out of India. Antiwar protestors wanting us out of Vietnam.
Perhaps you have no affection for ending British colonialism, or maybe you despised the students protesting the war (many of whom were no angels).
Well then, I offer you the gold standard: the folks who rode the Freedom Bus during the civil rights conflict. The ones who stood on the bridge at Selma.
And the folks who sat at the lunch counter and got spat on. There were no cellphones taking selfies at that counter. No signs. No huge crowd to make them feel safe. They were scared and nearly alone.
Here is the non-metaphorical reality. The Democratic party is in shambles. If you think that's entirely Mr. Trump's fault, you might want to rethink that if you want to win elections.
You do want to win elections? Find young, clean people at the local and national level. Make them go out and talk honestly to ordinary people. Insist they don't crawl into bed with despicable donors. Expend energy doing that instead of protesting something you can't change--an election that was over weeks ago.
Again, just my advice. You are free to ignore it and shoot the messenger. Metaphorically.