Sigh. So we’ve seen what’s going on south of the 49 this week. Erasure of LGBTQ people, denial of photographs, facts, and scientific data; defunding of health care for women (Planned Parenthood is not just abortions; women’s health care and birth control are alsoprovided there. I digress.)
I’d never thought I’d have to face Christofascism, outside of a study of Nazi Germany. Yet here we are.
And now the as-promised Muslim ban, along with delightful rhetoric like if you’re from a Muslim country, you have a “predispostion” to terrorism. Thanks, Mr. US Press Secretary, for that tidbit of racist-as-fuck-ism.
I feel zero hope tonight, friends. None. It’s gone. See, this is why I hurt so deeply when people call me bitch, negative, bitter, cynic, “libtard,” and other names like that: I live my life filled with hope. So much hope. I know this, because when hope disappears, it feels like death and blackness.
No inspiring words tonight, dear friends. Tonight, I sit in the darkness. But I’m not afraid.