The American people have spoken; the new face of our nation to the rest of the world will soon be that of a xenophobic, misogynist tycoon. This man has declared that he will re-enact economic policies that already failed miserably over thirty years ago. The middle class will soon suffer even more than it already has beneath an unrestrained upper class, and many hard-working “little people” will probably never be able to retire now (myself included, it would seem). This man has also committed himself to eroding what little ground we’ve been able to gain as a society since the second Bush Administration began. The progress we’ve made regarding women’s reproductive rights; same-sex marriage; the sense of inclusiveness that we’ve been developing these past few years; it’s all at risk now. Our new President will stand to face little significant opposition as well, given that the Republicans now enjoy a majority hold over Congress. Worse still, this man – who proved during the Presidential debates that he is neither rational nor even-tempered – will have access to our nuclear codes. We will all have to live with him until 2021 at least, assuming that he isn’t re-elected by then (which is a dangerous assumption, considering that no one believed this man would win in the first place – not even his own party). All of which begs the question: will there even be a 2021?
If you found yourself weeping yesterday in overwhelming sadness and fear – perhaps even several times throughout the day – I’m right there with you. Those of us who voted for a better America are now experiencing grief. This election was the ugliest one I’ve ever seen, and it’s even divided families. There are people in my own family tree who have supported Trump, and while it was already difficult for me to talk to them while the election was still in progress, it seems totally impossible to me now. I don’t know if I will ever be able to speak with these people again. There are other people in my family who especially stand to suffer under the coming Trump Administration: queer, transgender, and disabled loved ones, not to mention all the women I love who feel that their rights are now in serious jeopardy. I also have co-workers and neighbors who weren’t born in this country, who have since become proud Americans, and who no longer feel they are welcome. This election has proven that America simply doesn’t want people like them around; and if it doesn’t want them, it doesn’t want me either.
But take heart. What Hillary said is true: “We must accept this result.” This election will forever remain important in history, and not just for its outcome. It’s also important for what it has started. We failed to win the nonviolent battle our nation fought on Tuesday, but we can’t let that disenfranchise us. We have to think of the future and keep moving. We have to work even harder for the next election, and we have to start right now. We are locked in a culture war with opponents who are frankly too stupid to run this country without running it into the ground, and our greatest weapons are free speech and the right to vote. Don’t just wait for the next Presidential election; there are elections every year, and all of them are important. The American Republic begins with who and what we vote for (or against) in our own local areas. If we’re going to win back the White House, we need to do it from the bottom up.
I know you’re scared; I am too. But don’t let fear keep you frozen; don’t let the eyes of the Backward Face hypnotize you into doing nothing. Each new day through which we successfully live is another stellar victory, and there are many more such victories to come. Though I generally dislike bringing politics into my prayers, I pray that Great Set will straighten all of our spines and share His celestial iron with each of us, that we might open our mouths and speak everlasting words of power. May everyone who is “othered” by the Great White Christian American Male be liberated and transformed into a relentless and unstoppable force for progressive change. And may all our cries for freedom and justice be carried beyond our deaths upon the winds of Set’s eternal storm.
Now, with all that being said, we will resume our regularly-scheduled programming here on In the Desert of Seth.
Gods be with you all.