Well we now know that Donald Trump is our president. I watched ALL the results. So you can imagine that on my first day back to work today since my MIL past has been extra gloomy. I need to say what I am feeling today. My heart is heavy. I don’t feel like we shall overcome right now. I don’t want to grab my neighbor and pat them down. I am feeling lousy. I know this too shall pass but since I am not in the passing mark, I got to vent.
I have a deep pain in my heart. I mean I get what happened but it doesn’t make it right. I know there are Trump supporters that are in a state of glee. I am not one who shares in those same sentiments. To rally behind Trump knowing all the things he did to spew hate, separation, and ignorance doesn’t make sense. I still don’t get all of his policies and feel like at this point I will just have to watch and see what unfolds. Like how many times can someone ask you what you stand for and you constantly don’t have a clear plan?
My kids were mad this morning when we told them. My son asked me if Trump who has been bullying people with his words will make an environment at school where more bullies can pop up. I had no answer for him. I wanted to say no son it will be just fine but since I parent from a place of honesty I can’t sell him a dream I don’t believe in. What was I supposed to do lie? Not happening here. I told him to let us know like we have always encouraged him to do. I encouraged him to talk to his teacher. I encouraged him to keep his hands to himself unless it’s in self-defense. I made sure he knew that at his school he should be okay but if not I am a call away. I couldn’t mince my words. I can’t give him rhetoric. He needs to understand what he is up against. He is old enough to get it better than some adults. By all means if you have been following my blog you know I don’t advocate violence but I am not in any means going to tell my kids to get his ass beat and just sit there with no kid. The police? That’s a different story and a different conversation. Kids? Naw.
I am not asking for others to feel my pain in the same way that I am dealing with it. I am just expressing where I am so I can move forward and find ways to protect my family. The idea that sexism is not going anywhere makes me sick. I said on my Facebook post yesterday:
I had a conversation with a male friend. My problem with the election is that sexism and racism seems to have won. My question is for males especially since women are usually objectified, where do your conversations go now? When you sit up with your male friends making comments that are disheartening, than what? I got some of the most woke males on my page dropping jewels and them same males would drop some of the most misogynistic comments towards women with respectful mothers and beautiful daughters in their home, so what is now your plan going forward? You are just a part of the problem.I’m not biting my tongue about these issues and expected to look at my daughters and tell them it’s gon be aight. We all want to rise up for race but leave women at the bottom of the barrel… Not no more.
Do you understand that statement above? It’s not just because Clinton didn’t win. She came in to the race with a lot of baggage that the world wasn’t willing to accept. The bigger picture is if you had to weigh both candidates we choose to make sure that a woman wouldn’t be in power and rolled the dice on a candidate that comes off as misogynist, racist, etc. That sends chills up my spine just typing it. I know some won’t agree. Some had said that the devil you know is better than the one who you don’t. In some respects that is true but when the devil is selling you a plan that you know isn’t in the best interest of the whole picture that is definitely scary business.
I have no answers. I know that eventually things will get worst before it gets better. I saw online where KKK are marching down south declaring Trump’s victory. One of my co-workers daughter’s school has already had fights this morning because students were debating the election. Another family member of mine states that her daughter is in class where students are calling brown and black students niggers. I know it to be true not just because she is family, but because I went to the same district years ago and had the same exact thing happen to me. So again I am not out evoking fear. However I can afford to turn a blind eye to the mess either. I wish everyone safety and that hopefully we can find a place of love. My reality shows me that some will and some won’t. I pray that the ones who won’t will be dealt with justly and swiftly.
I read someone say why can’t we love and move on. I love all. My intent is to show love. My intent is to treat everyone around me the same that I would want to be treated. I live in a reality where the same sentiments will not be given to me or my family. I love wiht a strong dose of reality and preparedness.