I had an interesting conversation with a friend today. We were discussing the inauguration and the collective feeling of dread. Often, it’s been chalked up to partisan reasons. If you’re a Republican, you don’t want a Democrat in office. Conversely, if you’re a Democrat, you don’t want a Republican in office.
I tried to think back to how I felt before Barack Obama took office. I remember being ecstatic that he won. I then needed to try and remember how I felt when the last Bush won…both times. While I can remember the sting of defeat, I don’t recall actual fear and terror. I remember thinking, Bush is an idiot but he’s got some smart folks surrounding him. I definitely didn’t agree with his platform or a lot of his policies. But I wasn’t afraid he’d kill us all or ruin the country.
This current pair? I’m actually terrified. I know this country doesn’t see it for me. I’m a Black woman. African American woman if you wanna be fancy. According to all of the policies and happenings, I am low on the list of priorities. The current person and running mate most certainly don’t have my best interests in mind. They don’t like minorities and they certainly don’t respect women.
And that’s not even scraping the tip of the iceberg of all of the things wrong with him!
This inauguration worries me. It frightens me. And I don’t really know how much this country can recover from if he and his running mate stick around longer than two weeks.
Collectively, this country hasn’t been great. Can’t make something great again, if it wasn’t great to begin with. Right now, the country just needs to survive.