To say I’m disappointed in this past election cycle would be an understatement, but I am choosing to live my life, as I always have, based on kindness. Many of my friends and neighbors supported as J.K. Rowling would call him, “You-know-who,” and I don’t fault them. That is how a democracy operates. You get to vote for the candidate you choose.
That said, I will remind you that the United States is a nation of immigrants. Our greatest successes have come from the hands and minds of people from other shores. Immigrants are welcome in my America.
Refugees are welcome, too. Many countries, including the United States, refused to take in refugees from the Nazi regime, and 6 million Jews died, and hundreds of thousands of other not-particularly-lily-white-looking people were likewise murdered. It wasn’t that long ago.
In my America, healthcare is available to everyone, regardless of their ability to pay.
We are all entitled to protect our earth, and especially our water supply from those who would destroy it to line their already cash-bloated pockets. So, yes, join me and #StandWithStandRock and oppose the North Dakota Pipeline which will eventually leak oil into the water supply. And insist on the end of the violence being perpetrated upon our First Nation Water Protectors who are being shot with rubber bullets (which cut through cloth and skin), hit with water cannons, and tear-gassed on a regular basis. BTW, You-know-who has a financial stake in this project.
In my America, education is a right, not a privilege. And it’s not okay to be a racist, woman-hating, violence-advocating asshole. Nope. Not okay.
For our veterans, WE MUST TAKE CARE OF THEIR MEDICAL, EMOTIONAL, AND SOCIAL needs. We owe them more than that. Step up, America.
So what are your plans for the next four years? I suggest you join me and #RESIST. If you’re an ordinary person like me, this is not a comfortable position to be in. I made my first phone call to the US Senators who represent my district this past week to tell them the North Dakota pipeline must not continue. That was a big deal for me because all the people in my real-time life know how I hate using the phone. Just a quirk, but still, I did what I believed was necessary. So, ordinary folks, get brave. Stand up for what is right, but more than anything, practice being kind. To the cashier at Wal-Mart, to the co-worker who irks you, to the asshole who just cut you off in traffic. Now more than ever, kindness will save the day, because at the end of this and every day, this is what democracy looks like.