Geraldo Rivera Inconsolable After Trump ‘Shattered’ His ‘Dream’ Of President Kamala

Following Donald Trump’s landslide victory over Kamala Harris, longtime journalist Geraldo Rivera took to social media, voicing his disappointment in what he described as a “shattered dream” of seeing the first woman of color in the Oval Office. Rivera’s X feed was filled with a mixture of solemn reflection and questions about the direction of the country under a returning President Trump, whose win signals a new chapter for the nation.

In a series of late-night tweets, he shared a grim vision of what he believes may come next. “What happens now that the dream of our first woman of color president is shattered?” Rivera asked. He raised concerns about whether Trump would act on his campaign rhetoric by cracking down on “enemies from within” and whether this would lead to mass deportations and other policies.

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