I'm still going about my daily life, but it doesn't feel normal. This is the case for many people around me, too. I work with college students, some of which are devastated and frightened.
I don't hide my political opinions here, nor do I think I should. In fact, I can't stand it when someone claims to be "apolitical" because the truth is, public policy affects every single damn one of us, and anyone who claims to be apolitical signals to me that he or she is a person privileged enough to ignore it. Which is infuriating.
The president-elect is a horrifying man who represents the worst of America. I will not accept his rhetoric or his policies and I will do everything I can to fight them. Shame on everyone who voted this racist into office and don't even try to tell me it's the economy. The only thing Trump has ever been consistent about in his decades of public life is his disdain for women, minorities and immigrants; a vote for him was a vote for institutional discrimination no matter how you try to spin it. (I have yet to see a black analyst try to explain away Trump's racist comments, and that should tell you something.)
Thank you, Jamelle Bouie, for putting the above into words so much better than I can.
Thank you, Van Jones, for calling out media pundits for their complicity in this whole mess.
Thank you to Whitney, whose eloquent, beautiful post inspired my own clumsy one today.
Thank you to every citizen who will stand up tall and refuse to accept Donald Trump as normal.
This is not okay. Will we be okay? Perhaps, but only if we face the road ahead of us and know that there is a lot of work to do.
I'm still angry. And if you're paying attention, you should be, too.
Gritting my teeth in solidarity with the struggle,