FULL DISCLOSURE: When I visit my family we have a “no poop” rule with my niece (6) and nephew (9) because all they want to talk about are poops and farts, and it just gets exhausting after a while.
And here I am drawing poop.
Shame on me.
SUPERIORITY ALERT: If you think fear wasn’t a motivating factor in this election on just about every level, then I’m sorry, but I’m going to have to be superior and say YOU ARE WRONG.
Would anyone care to take pity on a poor cartoon character by sending her a ticket to Hamilton?
Pretty please?
I consider myself very fortunate to have spent a large portion of my adult life learning, teaching, and writing about significant historical ruptures and the movements that came out of them.
This is definitely a rupture.
And it’s definitely time to get moving. (And I don’t mean to Canada.)
This was the day I decided that it was harmful to my health to be on Facebook. I have never seen so much venom, hate, and rage expressed.
But the scariest thing was how quickly it fueled my own hate and anger.
No good can come of this.
This was another sad day.
I wasn’t surprised by the results. And not just because of the prescient dream I had the night before doomsday. You see, I come from a sort of red background. I grew up in a blue state, but my town was pretty red growing up. Cows were tipped. Mailboxes were batted at. And people weren’t too accepting of difference or *snobs.
*That’s what progressive liberals were called back then.
For example, in high school I kept it a secret that I shopped at The Gap and enjoyed watching PBS, fearing that I would be shunned or mocked. It was just that kind of place.
Then I had the extreme opposite experience living in New York City as an adult. In New York I felt inadequate because of my “small-town” roots. Because I hadn’t learned the proper way to say Creme Brulee until I was 26. (In case you are wondering, it’s not CREEEM BROOOLEEEE. You can hear the proper pronunciation here.)
I’ve always been a straddler. And a very observant one. So this election didn’t surprise me.
It just saddened me.
