Not Ready to Make Nice

I made my bed and I sleep like a baby With no regrets and I don’t mind sayin’ It’s a sad sad story when a mother will teach her Daughter that she ought to hate a perfect stranger And how in the world can the words that I said Send somebody so over the edge That they’d write me a letter Sayin’ that I better shut up and sing Or my life will be over

I’m not ready to make nice I’m not ready to back down I’m still mad as hell and I don’t have time to go round and round and round It’s too late to make it right I probably wouldn’t if I could ‘Cause I’m mad as hell Can’t bring myself to do what it is you think I should

All I could think of all day was this song by the Dixie Chicks. Three women whose lives were threatened by asshole Republicans when they said they were embarrassed to be Americans with George W Bush as President. And now we’ve got someone much, much more sinister headed to the White House.

Many articles out there are telling those of us who are upset to focus on healing, to start dialogues with those who voted for Trump, to reach across the aisle and look for common ground.

I am not one of those people who is ready to comply. I will refocus my energies on what is most importance, but I sure as hell am not ready to make nice with those who voted for someone endorsed by the former grand wizard of the KKK, who has promised to strip 18 million people of their healthcare, whose legal team intimidated a young woman who had brought up child rape charges against him this year from when she was 13 (that have been corroborated by a witness and included participation with Trump from billionaire pedophile and registered sex offender Jeffrey Epstein), so much so that she withdrew her case. Ivana Trump also testified that he raped her during their marriage and we all know how he’s bragged about his sexual assault history.

I won’t forgive those who voted for Trump, and I certainly don’t consider any of them my friends in life. To choose Trump knowing all that people knew about him was to openly choose to shit all over women, gays, minorities, the disabled, Muslims, and so many more people. Because you think you might get a job under his presidency, which we all know is crap, you chose to risk the rights of those around you. I don’t care your color or gender, if you voted for Trump, you voted for hate. And if that’s how you choose to live your life, so be it, but you ain’t in my camp. I was always taught that people will judge you based on who you surround yourself with.

Maybe I’m a bit Dr King, a bit Malcolm X, and a bit Rosa Parks, when it comes down to things, because while I’m not about to get violent (I don’t believe in violence to solve problems, which includes the military in the way it’s designed, to legitimize killing), I’m also not about to shut up, and not about to make nice.

This week I’ve read a couple of posts by blogger Bookends including today’s Shit Just Got Real, where she talked about the way Trump supporters are – not surprisingly – still being assholes. She got it spot on and her feelings about this are palpable: “Get over it. Move on. I hear you but I’m not there yet. Not even close. This wasn’t like my favorite team losing the big game or not getting the house I put an offer on. This was a rejection of almost everything I’ve spent most of my adult life working for – equality – for women, the LGBT community, people living with HIV/AIDS, people with disabilities – you get it, people.”

People have got to own their decisions. They chose hate. And if they chose their paychecks over human rights, if they chose hate over love in the name of self-preservation, that is seriously fucked up. Hate crimes are happening all over America post-election. I don’t care if you say you’re not racist or sexist yet voted for Trump, you supported one and that makes you party to that racism, that sexism, that xenophobia. Every single one of you who voted for him are to blame for the bullying that this man has celebrated.

We also need to organize against the Electoral College that was created not as a way to represent the will of the people but the will of the privileged, and ultimately ensures that your vote is not guaranteed to make a difference. Sign this petition to get started – hey, even ABC News mentioned it on tonight’s broadcast, so it definitely is getting attention.

And if you’re an American woman and really committed to showing that Love Trumps Hate? Join the Million Women March on Washington in January, the day after Trump’s inauguration, along with one here in the Pacific Northwest on the same day. I will be there – will you?

This is not like 2000. This is not like Reagan. This is much, much more dangerous for our country’s citizens. And while Michael Moore predicted a while back that Trump would win, he’s also predicted that Trump will not last 4 years because of his self-obsession. He encourages everyone to continue protesting until Trump is out of office.

As Judd Apatow said in an interview this week with Rolling Stone, “This is like having Dick Cheney be president…At some level, [Trump voters] wanted an abusive father; a giant, collective, unconscious wound gets served by having this dark, cold man get elected to this position. This is a man who doesn’t do diapers. Whose kids have to hang out in his office to get to see him. He doesn’t care about anybody. He’s a casino owner who’s happy to milk you for your last penny. He’s a guy who owns a university who says he met every teacher and never met any of them. He’s not going to look out for anybody.”

So that’s where I am today, everybody. Not ready to make nice, not ready to give up on my country, and absolutely ready to fight for what’s right, what’s kind, and what’s beautiful about this world we live in.


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