We, the people?
I’ve posted little snippets of my thoughts on the election on my Facebook and Instagram. However, no small status can shape what I’m really feeling, even if I’ve tried to convey that in concise words. I told my father earlier today over the phone that I didn’t want to talk about it, and I shun conversation about it because that is the only way I can keep from flying off the handle. Thing is, I want to talk about it, because it is worth talking about. But I don’t want to break it down and analyze it. Instead, let’s try and figure out how to get through it–live with it.
I also do not want to discuss the implications of electing a monster like Donald Trump for president. We know what they are. We, the women. We, the minorities. We who have been attacked in his rhetoric and by his supporters. Not we, the people, but we who have had to sit in fear of what will happen to us and our families following this election. We know what the implications are. So I won’t get into the details. You need only look to your friends, your dear ones, who fall in the category of people he has attacked to know exactly what those implications are.
A friend of mine told me to be careful, that she was concerned for me, for my safety. I confess I thought about it. I tried my best today to move through my day as normal, and was not treated differently. But the concern, the fear was there. I am a young, Indian woman in America, and to those who supported the monster, it does not matter that I was born here. It does not matter that I was educated here, raised here. All they see is brown. And all they see is someone to attack. Now that their sex symbol is in the big seat, what is stopping them from attacking me? I should have every reason to fear.
But here’s the thing: I am not afraid. I was horrified, yes. Disgusted? Absolutely! Disappointed? You bet! But scared? No. I do not fear ignorance, and I want to say that to everyone who is experiencing the same fear as me. This is not a time to wallow in fear, this is time to rise in the purest, and most peaceful way possible. This is the time to embrace yourself in every way possible. That is how I feel, not fear. If we want to stand by our anthem, the land of the free and the home of the brave, then we have to stand by it in all respects. It should not be we, the victims. Those who supported the monster need to know that we are not here to be branded by them, we are here to exist and thrive, which is our right.
So it begins, the presidency of Donald Trump, a man with nothing but hatred in his bones. There are many things that we need to consider coming out of this, the main one being what we are going to do when faced with the hatred of his supporters. Do not be fooled, it’s already happened. A monster and his minions, and there are millions of them. But there are also millions of us who stand for peace, love, light, and hope. It’s time we start to let that spread far and wide, from sea to shining sea.
I am not here to tell you how to think. I am only relaying my thoughts. Your opinions are your own. If you are Trump supporter, all I am going to say is I hope you can face your female and minority friends after voting for him. I hope you can look them in the eye and explain why they mean so little to you. I do not wish ill on Trump’s presidency, rather I pray the negativity we are expecting never happens. I pray it goes smoothly, for our sakes. I pray that he proves us wrong. I do not want to “fight back”, I want to spread the love, the peace. We need that now, in these dark times, more than ever.
This does not need to be the beginning of our own dystopian film trilogy. If we know we are good at heart, then we can conquer hate with love, and darkness with light. We do not need a singular Mockingjay, a face of a violent revolution. We, the people, are the Mockingjays, and we will take this country back with peace and love, that’s our revolution. Life stops for no one, keep living it!
“My soul may set in darkness, it will rise to perfect light. I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night.” -Sarah Williams