Last night my country elected a racist, misogynistic xenophobe as our 45th President. That's not even the full list of his bullshit. I'm so pissed off right now. I cannot figure out what to do with all of this energy. Only it doesn't feel like energy, it feels like I have none.
I'm scared. It feels very personal, like I lost something, some possibility.
I know I live an incredibly privileged life. I'm a straight, white, cis-gendered and able-bodied male in a world that has been molded to benefit all of those things. My own fears about our next President can't possibly touch those of American Muslims. Or Latinos. Or the disabled. Or women.
It's possible to vote for a candidate while disagreeing with some of their beliefs, policies, and ideals. One thing I'm having a hard time parsing is how, even if you liked one aspect of this asshole on the way to the White House, it wasn't an automatic disqualification that he has an extremely long history of racism, misogyny/sexism, etc. - unless those were things you liked. Unless you finally had a public outlet for the vile shit you hid.
That anyone with an education could vote for this fucking monster terrifies me. The racism and misogyny tearing our country apart, the economic divide, the hatred of our fellow humans has just gotten an advocate into the highest government position. People are going to feel like their hatred is justified, that it's okay.
Right now I'm focused on maintaining positivity, and on showing the LGBTQ community, women, the disabled, every religion, that I'm here as an ally. It isn't enough, or at least it won't be. I'm going to need to do something more, volunteer, or donate, or just use the weird combination of talents I have to try and make good things happen.
I want people to know that this is not America. It feels like bullshit saying that because our country elected a disgusting human as our President. The good far outweighs the bad though. I'm hopeful. People are going to fight against the hate. I know I am. We have to, together.