Since I was a little kid, I’ve been kind of obsessed with the USA.
Most of the TV shows I watched with my brother, growing up, were American. Ergo, pretty much all of my pop culture references are American.
All my writing is in American English, most of it implicitly set in the states, because it just seemed natural to me.
It’s been my life-long dream to emigrate. To visit all the main cities and tourist sites, and to take a road trip down Route 66.
If I believed in reincarnation, I would have guessed I was American in a previous life.
But, well, that was before. This past week has killed a lot of my enthusiasm for the country, and – in case you can’t guess – I’ll tell you why, in two words: Donald Trump.
I’ve heard some people say he should be given a chance and that we shouldn’t condemn him yet, but the thing is, even if he never does a single one of the racist, misogynistic, homophobic things he promised? A great deal of the country I once loved voted him into power based on those promises. That is terrifying, and it says a hell of a lot about what those people think and feel.
I read about the attacks and hate crimes people have suffered just in the last few days, since some people felt validated in their hate by the result, and I’m disgusted. Horrified.
This is not the country I once fell in love with, and it’s certainly not something I want to be a part of.
My question to you, however, is this: if you live in the states, is this really how you see the nation becoming “great again”? And just what are you going to do about this injustice?
Don’t be quiet. Speak up. Speak out.
Let love guide you instead of fear, and let’s really get back to the liberty America’s supposed to be based on.