In the movie Alien vs. Predator, the human hero finds herself trapped underground with a vicious alien xenomorph queen and an extraplanetary predator hunter. As she wonders how to deal with the horrid alternatives, a dying colleague tells her that, “The enemy of my enemy is my friend.” She realizes that, while the Predator is her bitter rival, her best chance for survival is to team with it to fight the much greater peril that threatens them both.

America now finds itself in a similarly painful, desperate predicament. The unthinkable has occurred, and Donald Trump will soon be president again. Theories about the causes of the greatest political travesty in our country’s history have been penned ad nauseum, usually drenched in bitter finger pointing. Anyone with an opinion and a laptop spews blame in all directions. And much of this speculation has kernels of merit. There are myriad reasons why we face another four-year-horror, and there is ample fault to go around. Everyone who opposed allowing Trump to regain the presidency failed in some way.

But now that the nightmare is about to become the reality, the time for the blame game has ended. As the Alien Queen sees humans as nothing but incubators for her vile spawn, Donald Trump sees America as nothing but fodder for his own narcissistic insanity. A second Trump presidency threatens us all with an utter lack of empathy or compassion, and unrelenting hate, anger, exploitation and oppression. If we do not unite to oppose this abomination we will end up as nothing but meat for the beast.