Good morning! Time to cozy up to social media with a mug of tea, and — what's this? Oh my god. He WON?? What country am I living in? Apparently one where we now just openly celebrate and reward violence. It's like living in Lord of the Flies. Of course, I realize, this is a … Continue reading Just another mo(u)rning in America
I'm uncomfortable with the false equivalency that the "let's all just share our feelings at a diner with Oprah" frame sets up. I want us to all understand each other better, I do. Do I love Trump supporters? I do. Do I wish them ill? I do not. But let's be clear: They are in the wrong. Period. Do they have very human reasons that may not consciously involve bigotry for voting for the man? I'm sure many of them do. But they are morally in the wrong and the onus is on them to wake up to what's happening and begin acting to protect their fellow Americans' freedoms and our safety. We need to be very, very clear about that.
I want there to be an official record, beyond the ephemera of social media, that I wholeheartedly agree with and echo everything in writer John Pavlovitz's blog post/ moral protest, titled Let the record show.
The dominant narrative among my friends these days is one of horror, anger, cynicism and despondency. Never one to accept the story that's handed to me, I want to offer a counter-narrative — not to put a falsely bright face on a horrible situation, but to identify a true opportunity that I see emerging from the darkness.
What no one has put forth (that I've seen, and PLEASE, tell me I'm wrong), and what to me is central to all of this, is how to dismantle the GOP machinery that cynically, methodically, and with billions of dollars of support, brought us to the place. Brilliant, creative fellow citizens: What can we do to defeat this cancer?
It is the end of Day 1 of processing the news that T (I cannot write his name) will be our next president, and I am on the subway ride home from work. I look at the other people on the train, calculating that most of us are scum as far as T is concerned: Women who don't look like Barbie dolls, people of color, immigrants, likely a number of people who aren't straight. I feel, increasingly, like I've been living in a fantasy land, thinking I have power in this world...
How quaint it was, just a few weeks ago, when I wrote about Alan Alda's storytelling advice.
How quaint when just yesterday I was working on a book about my experiences growing up as an artist and a woman in a culture that celebrates neither.
Because today I am militarized.
I got mad. So I published this piece on Medium. That's all.
Why it's a moral imperative to confront assholes and kick them to the curb, in politics and in our everyday lives.