I’m going to have a pity party for a second, for myself, for all of those who were with her, for those who weren’t with her but were voting against Trump, for those who woke up nervous to leave their homes, for those who didn’t know how to talk to their children at breakfast, for those people of color, immigrants, LGBTQ, women, victims of sexual assault, Muslims, and anybody else who woke up feeling lost. I am sad. I am disheartened. I feel at a loss for words, disillusioned by how I believed humanity to be. In hindsight, maybe I am the fool. I believed in people, I believed in goodness and kindness, I believed that we could see whatrhetoric can do. The effects of this election will be around for decades, and we now have someone in office who has promised to nominate a Supreme Court Justice who could undo all the progress we have made socially in the last 10, 20, 30 years. I cannot reiterate enough how much I try to understand my place of privilege, what I am entitled to solely because of the color of my skin, my sexual orientation, and the country I was born into. That is why this election was so scary, because for those who do not wake up with those same (completely unfair) advantages, for those who have felt personally victimized by our President-elect’s words and actions, it is scary.
I want to apologize on behalf of my country, and I have been told to not do that, but I will not stop saying I am sorry for those who woke up this morning nervous about the next four years. I will not stop saying sorry for my country’s actions, because I do not believe we made the right choice and I think he will be a volatile, dangerous president. The most wonderful part about America is that I have a right to apologize, to my opinion, to my vote. I will not stay quiet about my thoughts on what happened, and I am not alone, as Secretary Clinton did win the popular vote.
Our democracy, however, doesn’t work like that. There was a wave of people who are demanding a change, a change I can understand; I just firmly believe he was not and will not be the President to bring about that change. I am not condemning anybody who voted for him, you are entitled to your opinion, and more-so your vote. There is a level of morality and ethics that I question in regards to what a vote for him meant, but it takes all kinds of people to make the world go round. I am not naïve– I do not expect everybody to be like minded, I do not think the best ideas come from a room of people who believe the same things. We make progress when we grow and learn from each other, when we step outside our comfort zones and educate ourselves. I do not see that in President-elect Trump. I wish I did, but I don’t.
But I also hope, with everything that I have, to be 100% wrong. Please, prove me wrong, President-elect Trump.
I hope that in his Presidency we continue to move forward, in the direction of progress when it comes to Social issues. I hope that we can see economic growth, and that jobs are brought back into this country.
I hope that he truly shakes up Washington, overturns Citizens United, and takes big money out of politics, so that for our next election, we go back to focusing on policy and the issues.
I hope he can bridge the divide between Democrats and Republicans, that he can remind us we are not all that different and party politics are not more important than the issues at hand.
I hope he doesn’t take us backwards, but that making America great “again,” means something different for 2017-2020. I hope he unites us, addresses the racial divide, social divide, and economic divide in this country and offers real solutions to fix them.
I hope he reforms Obamacare, ensuring that all Americans have access to healthcare without rates soaring year over year.
I hope that his tax plan does work, and that despite economists’ predictions, we see positive growth for years to come.
I hope we see reform to the second amendment, which makes it impossible for terrorists to acquire weapons and takes away loopholes, letting legal law abiding gun owners the right to bear arms.
I hope we see more quality journalism, and a media that reports for the sake of reporting the news, rather than for ratings.
I hope the middle class sees the pay raise they desperately need.
I hope he is a President for all Americans. I have never in my life hoped to be completely, totally, and utterly wrong in what I believe.
He sparked something in this nation that was divisive in some ways, but inspiring in others. This election was different. At the end of the day, everybody’s vote and voice counted, and there was a movement that was clearly heard by the entire world last night. This election wasn’t rigged, despite the media being (mostly) for her, the money being for her, and the popular vote being for her, his grass-roots campaign was given a voice and a platform, and they won a presidential election. This is part of the American dream, that anybody can become president of the United States. I am in awe of the movement and despite disagreeing with a lot of what it represents, I do respect and am, in a way, proud that people stood up for what they believed in, despite it being different than my beliefs.
So I will sit here, and I will remain sad for a while. I will remain disheartened in humanity for a little while longer. I will not be angry or upset. I will not let anything stop me from standing up for those who are oppressed or not seen as equal. I will treat my neighbor as I would treat myself, and I will be kind to others. I will never stop believing that love trumps hate. I will respect the right to have different opinions. I will respect my right to vote, that my vote and my voice do matter. I will continue to hope that one day; we will shatter that damn glass ceiling. I understand why you believed in him, and I understand why others believed in her.
I understand the need for change and I hope that our country becomes stronger because of his presidency. Because America, you are still beautiful, you are full of some really amazing people, you will always be my home and I will never take for granted what it means to be from this country. Here is to the next four years, may I be proven wrong over and over and over again.
Forever with kindness & hope,
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