This is the second installment in our ongoing #WomenTrumpDonald series. Here’s the first, in case you missed it: Dear Donald, From One Pissed Off American Woman. Help us spread the word by using the #WomenTrumpDonald hashtag.

Dear Donald,

I am a Mom. Since even before my 15-month old son was born, I spent a lot of time reflecting on the kind of person I hoped he’d become.

It is because of my son that I believe you can never be President.

This is not about your politics or mine. It is a question of values.

You see, my husband and I are raising our son to know the difference between right and wrong. You resort to name-calling the moment anyone disagrees with you. You encourage violence. You seem unable to tell the truth.

We’re raising our son to treat others with respect. You ridiculed a war hero. You made fun of a reporter with a disability. You’ve called women (who are mothers) fat, ugly, and bimbos.

We’re raising our son to be thoughtful. You called a plane crash terrorism before knowing any of the details. You didn’t even think to offer condolences to the families who lost loved ones.

We’re raising our son to be humble. You brag incessantly about your wealth, your claimed success, your supposed intelligence, (and even the size of your…as though us Moms of boys need any more attention on those).

We’re raising our son to be compassionate. You’ve called immigrants struggling to keep their families together rapists. You’ve said that women who’ve made the difficult, and deeply personal, decision to get an abortion should be punished. You want to ban people of an entire religious faith from entering our country.

And yes, we’re raising our son to be strong. To know that it’s weak to lie. That it’s weak to demean women. To mock people who look or pray differently than we do.

We’re raising our son to be tough. Tough enough to face the world head on and not shy away from it’s biggest challenges. Tough enough not to lash out, brave enough to try to understand.

Donald, my son is only 15 months old.

But I can assure you, we’re raising him to be everything you aren’t.


An American Mom