where do we go from here?
No, this is not the reality I wanted.
It changes the way you see the world, a little bit. That they either hate you this much, or that you matter so very little, are such an insignificant factor to them, and violence done upon you (economically or emotionally or physically) in no way upsets their own needs and desire: for what? For change, for the sake of change. For them to express their own dissatisfaction (ah, that economic anxiety), and if you and others suffer the backlash, so be it. But the tides of change won't be so favorable to them either, yet they wield the power to effect them and to sweep the rest of us in their wake.
Is it still us versus them? What a frightening mindset. But how can it be otherwise, when you have those who looked at Trump, at his lying, small-minded repudiation of science, of the media, of facts; at his sexual assault and cavalier treatment of women; at his racism and bigotry, his mocking of Asians and those with disabilities -- and they were okay with all of it, or even embraced it, because of what he promised.
What did he promise? Change. Disruption to the status quo. Well, here we are, disrupted. Can he alone fix this, the nation he did not divide but whose division he exploited?
Here we are. I'm hanging on; please hang on with me, because what choice do we have?
Part of me wants to leave, but I don't want to leave my country. I had enough identity crises as an Asian-American growing up, trying to figure out where I belonged. America, for all its faults, is my home. It's mine. I want it to be better. I wanted to believe it was, or could be, or will be.
Here we are today, and I'm disappointed. But how will we fix things if I leave? And there are so many of us who can't, so I guess we have to stay and fight. Or stay and survive. In some ways, maybe it's the same thing.
It changes the way you see the world, a little bit. That they either hate you this much, or that you matter so very little, are such an insignificant factor to them, and violence done upon you (economically or emotionally or physically) in no way upsets their own needs and desire: for what? For change, for the sake of change. For them to express their own dissatisfaction (ah, that economic anxiety), and if you and others suffer the backlash, so be it. But the tides of change won't be so favorable to them either, yet they wield the power to effect them and to sweep the rest of us in their wake.
Is it still us versus them? What a frightening mindset. But how can it be otherwise, when you have those who looked at Trump, at his lying, small-minded repudiation of science, of the media, of facts; at his sexual assault and cavalier treatment of women; at his racism and bigotry, his mocking of Asians and those with disabilities -- and they were okay with all of it, or even embraced it, because of what he promised.
What did he promise? Change. Disruption to the status quo. Well, here we are, disrupted. Can he alone fix this, the nation he did not divide but whose division he exploited?
Here we are. I'm hanging on; please hang on with me, because what choice do we have?
Part of me wants to leave, but I don't want to leave my country. I had enough identity crises as an Asian-American growing up, trying to figure out where I belonged. America, for all its faults, is my home. It's mine. I want it to be better. I wanted to believe it was, or could be, or will be.
Here we are today, and I'm disappointed. But how will we fix things if I leave? And there are so many of us who can't, so I guess we have to stay and fight. Or stay and survive. In some ways, maybe it's the same thing.