How I understand Donald Trump and Hilary Clinton. There is a lot of head scratching and wondering as we awake to the world of President Elect Donald Trump. Small hand Donald, “grab’em by the Pussy” sexual assault prone, trice divorced accused rapist will soon have his hands on the button. What button? THE Button, you know that button, hat start World War Three. And yet with all of that, people still voted for him. Why? Why we scream into our nightmares, why, why, why? I think of all the answers put forward, it comes down to family. What? The Donald, has been in more failed marriages, treats women with disrespect, flirts in a lecherous fashion with his daughters (Cause not all fathers are in touch with their feelings enough to be able to say “I love You” to their daughters, so rather than that, they make up comments to tease, bother and annoy. Some outrageous and some rude, but all of them are expressions of love. By all accounts, Donald Trump is a moral degenerate, yet his daughters are not bother by his comments, or bothered by his actions, because they know what he is saying when he says outrageous things to them both in public and in private. Hilary has been married once, never divorced, has a daughter in good standing with the world and plenty of grand children. Shouldn’t she be the idea of family itself? Keep it real. The idea is to have that one marriage for life, the kids and grandkids and all that. Except it is some sort of fairy tale. Some fantasy. The real world is filled with broken homes and broken families, where awkward dads make stupid jokes about their daughters trying to find some ground to meet them half way into who they have become when all grown up into maturity. Where in the back rooms, the “boys” make rude jokes about girls, and if overheard, mother would go “tut, tut, tut” as they make the family supper. Where we the guy across the street says “you stink.” Them’s fighting words and you tell him so. Even in New York, you get in my face, I get into yours. That is real. There is one in every family, and if you don’t know who it would be in your family, it’s probably you. And yet, through it all, for the good, not much good if any, the bad and that is really, really bad, and the ugly, let’s face it, it does not get much more uglier then Trump’s comments. Through all this, one thing stands out, the guy is family and that makes all the difference. Hilary for all her ability and smarts and social stability, is unapproachable. Not real and not family. She is a winner, she won the family lotto, she won the job lotto, and she is the exception. Not the rule. Donald Trump has screwed up more business then you can imagine, because he is literally stupid. And yet so has that one guy in the family. All in told, this emphasis on family might sway one out of a hundred voters to vote Trump’s way and that is what he won by. The horrible, rude, imbecile or the Miss “I am too perfect to believe?” Who would you vote for? Americans voted Family by about 1% ahead of Clinton where it counted.