Feelings about the presidential election of 2016

Some could say this post is late. But it's not. I've had a lot of time to grieve and to grow since the election. I'm not going to go into detail about the candidate I voted for. I will say, that I voted for the party that would secure and benefit the most of my personal interests.

Keeping that in mind, these strong feelings began the evening of November 8. I worked in a polling place that saw a stream of people consistently since 6:45am till about 7:30pm. Though in Texas polls do open up at 7am, the line had started at 6:30am with the first brave voter who ventured through the rain. It was only till after 10pm that I was able to turn in, sit down, and maybe eat my first formal meal of the day.

I skimmed through news articles for a few minutes before the exhaustion took over. All the issues I had experienced throughout the day replayed backwards like a scratched VHS tape.

It's no secret that the Republican party took the election. Took, not won, not fairly elected because both the Democratic party and the Republican party played dirty for the past FOUR YEARS. Politicians have made a sport of public policy and we cheered them on.

I woke up November 9 with disdain for people, my people--my friends and incredibly, almost rudely OPEN supporters of the winning party. It was like a personal attack, the results had wronged me. My friends had aided in this.

We have to be gayer than ever--I proclaimed at the kitchen table. I guess we could say that I live in a closet. But I sometimes regret not attending PRIDE events sooner. I have always been secure in my sexuality, but I never proclaimed it. I quietly attended every lgbt event I could, but I had never openly discussed my role in the lbgt community. It’s time to wave our rainbow flags--I added that day. It was a deciding day for the rest of my life.

The next day I observed reverse racism while riding the bus. “See that girl over there,” one of the young Latinos on the bus laughed in regards to a light skinned person, “she thinks she can look at us like that because Trump won.”

I continued to mull over this life event. Then, I found a snide joke on a forum about which actor would make the better president. It stated that Ronald Reagan was great in some movie...thus he could have been an OKAY president. However, Donald Trump played Donald Trump convincingly well in several reality tv shows and a feature film. Thus he’s going to be a better president.

That joke helped me heal and move on.

The sheer fact that the country is going to be run by at reality tv star really puts it into perspective: it’s a joke. It’s a joke, I’m moving on. Just because he’s going to be the President of the United States of America doesn’t mean that I need to take him seriously. In fact that means that I have to be super critical and disapproving and careful that he takes the job seriously.

And then there’s just being trusting. John Nieder says a lot of stuff on his radio show..but he had a point today. All of us distrusting and watchful citizens just need to take into consideration that either “God allowed or caused” Trump to become president. That’s hard for me to believe, but then again I have my own faults and troubles with my faith. Overall, the inauguration is happening. If I wake up January 20th with a big “surprise, Trump’s not the president,” newscast--that will be alright. But if I wake up with a “this is what we, the citizens of the United States of America have to do to protect our rights, will you join us?,” newscast--that will be alright too. Both? I could handle that. I can handle anything because I have FAITH and I have PRIDE.


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