To be honest I didn’t pay much attention to the calls for self-care and mental health. I joked about playing Pokemon Go. I laughed about the Kimye vs. Swift controversy. But today I feel like the dog in the comic with the house burning down.
This is fine.
A person I will refer to as #CheetoJesus has some ideas about how the country should be run. Among those ideas include the jailing of his political opposition. The silencing of members of the media that criticize him, followed by continued threats and calls for “opening up libel laws” to discourage any further criticism. The encouragement of violence. Rampant bigotry and blatant racism. Sexism and misogyny. Oh and then there’s murdering the families of our enemies. And so much more.
We’re gonna win so much you guys. We’re gonna win so much we’re gonna get tired of winning. Bigly.
The National Fear and Hate Convention is about to allow #CheetoJesus to accept the party of Lincoln’s nomination for the most powerful position on earth. A couple days ago #CheetoJesus took the stage to music written by a person who belonged to a group of people this convention doesn’t believe should have rights. A sitting member of the United States House of Representatives explained that no other race has ever contributed so much to society as his own. Later that night Mrs. #CheetoJesus delivered Michelle Obama’s speech.
This is fine.
The only person that can stop #CheetoJesus from taking the country down the path of nationalist authoritarianism has lost the faith of not only the progressive wing of her own party, but nearly the entire country. Because email.
Oh yeah and lest we forget yet another black life has been forever altered at the hands of an individual sworn to serve and protect the public.
On the ground. Unarmed. With his hands up. Attempting to save an autistic person.
This is fine.
Despite my fervent efforts to quell the reality of marginalization, I’m beginning to question whether or not I belong in this society.
Right now I’m having a really hard time believing I do.