The past several months, I was angry. I was dumbfounded. I was in shock over the election and was on the attack, defending human rights, women’s rights, our planet, my friends, my loved ones against the Trump and his cronies.
I find myself in the depths of despair. There is so much wrong, so much hurt, so much anger, so much disbelief…and I am lost. How do I fight against something so strong? Trumpism is railroading everything. How can I help stop it?
Right now, I feel I can’t.
I don’t know how.
I see friends and loved ones who voted for him and I can’t understand why. I see refugees dying because we’ve refused them entry and help. Why?
I see women being trampled on for their right to choose what to do with their bodies. It isn’t just about abortion. It’s the fact that government, and I use the term loosely now, is making those decisions. What gives them the right to tell me what I can and can’t do to myself? It’s my human right, my women’s right, to make my own decisions about my body. And yet, I see women arguing for Trump saying “he’s not taking women’s rights.” Oh really? The fact that millions of women marched, AGAIN, should tell you something.
I hear nomination after nomination of uneducated, racist, extremists for his Cabinet. People who can’t even answer simple questions about their supposed field, yet they’re supposed to run it for the country. I’m looking at you, Betsy Devos, Steve Bannon, Reince Priebus, Rick Perry, Ben Carson…hell, all of you! Yet, you think that’s okay?
I see families torn apart by this “immigration ban” enacted hastily, without thought or consult, and chaotically against seven supposed terrorist countries. But the terrorists from 9/11, Boston Marathon bombing, and more…their countries aren’t banned? Just Muslim ones. Sure, that makes sense. Why not condemn a whole religion over a few extremists who distort the basic tenets of a love and peace to meet their own agenda? Wait a second, though. You didn’t ban the countries you have business ties with AND also have terrorists who have attacked our country? Imagine that. And you’re still okay with all of this? I’m talking to you, my friends.
I read the headlines of the Dakota Pipeline plans being re-established. For those of you who fought so hard for your land to remain sacred, I’m sorry. Trump has an invested business in it so who cares who it affects.
I also read the news of the Keystone Pipeline being re-established. Same problem, different name. But who cares? We need oil to survive, right? We have to be independent from other countries who already supply us with oil. If it destroys the environment, your land, your ancestors, oh well! It’s for the greater good, right?
Guess what? They’re coming after LGBTQ next. Oh, and people of color, too. We all need to be blue-eyed and blonde haired. You’re a woman? Forget it. Didn’t you get the memo?
Who cares if you need healthcare to survive? It’s not that important. Obama came up with it so of course it’s horrible and has to be stripped, regardless of the good it accomplishes. We don’t have a plan to replace it, so say toodles to any benefits you might of had. Let that cancer kill off your friends and loved ones. Let your friends get sick and potentially die because they can’t afford a medication. Send your family to the state hospital because they lost their mind from their mental health. They have no insurance to get help. Let that baby suffer and die an infant because Mom didn’t have health insurance to help her. You’re pro-life, right? Of course you are. I can tell.
How is all this okay with you? Tell me again how he’s going to save the economy and save American jobs, but destroy human life and human rights in the process? It’s really okay with you for a President to deliver false press briefs, narcisstic Twitter rants because his fragile ego suffered, investigates voter fraud because Clinton won the popular vote and he didn’t have large crowds at his inauguration, and fire an Attorney General because she disagreed with him?
Are you seeing it, yet?
I just don’t understand what you saw and continue to see in him. I’m baffled by it. I feel like I’m in a bad dream and never waking up.
I hope you’re happy in your little white privileged cocoon as the world crumbles around you.
But you probably don’t care because it doesn’t affect you, right? What have you got to lose? It doesn’t matter what happens to everyone else while you sit on your high horse.
But the shit is piling up around you. Eventually, you’ll be covered in your own mess.