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A letter to the other Trump supporters

Let me just tell you a few things I’m NOT saying. I’m NOT saying that everyone who voted for Trump is a racist, sexist, xenophobe, homophobe, or any other kind of phobe/ist (though, many of you are saying you aren’t and just saying it doesn’t make it so). I’m NOT saying that everyone who voted for Trump is a threat to the safety of any American. I’m NOT saying that Hillary was my first choice for president. If you continue reading and you come away believing I’ve said any of that, you are simply wrong and you have not really listened.

That said, there are a few things I want to say that I’m not seeing in the social media conversation. First, I want to validate the fear of my LGBTQ+ friends, parents raising LGBTQ+ kids, minority friends, parents of minorities, and anyone else who feels afraid today. We aren’t afraid of all the Trump supporters. That’s ridiculous. If you aren’t a threat, you don’t need to say it every time someone posts their fear. If you feel the need to show that you aren’t a threat, GREAT. One simple thing you can do to show it is to wear a safety pin. If you don’t know what I’m talking about with the safety pin, here’s some resources from Huffington Post and The New York Daily News.

So what are we afraid of? That tiny percentage of Americans who are simply horrible. We’re afraid of a tiny percentage who think that Donald Trump’s words (and words ARE important) about Muslims, gays, special needs people, women, and immigrants were not just okay, but great. There are Americans who think it’s not just okay to beat up that effeminate middle schooler, but needs to be done. There are Americans who think that those who have less muscular control of their arms or legs should be made fun of. There are Americans who have long wanted to be able to openly call out those with different ethnic backgrounds in their neighborhoods and schools, to harass them until they feel unsafe and leave, to run them off. If my description of these Americans disgusts you, than you might not be one of them. Chances are NONE of you reading this is one of them. But that doesn’t mean they don’t exist. Not only do they exist, but they have been empowered, emboldened, and ENDORSED. It may not have been your intention when you voted for him, but it is the result nonetheless.

So all those people who feel fear are absolutely justified in feeling that fear. If you still disagree with me about that one fact, you are probably one of the few still denying that white privilege exists, and frankly, I’m not sure that our discussion can go much further. We’re speaking different languages and since that is such a basic tenet of my beliefs about this country,  I’m hard pressed to find common ground. We can certainly disagree about how much of a problem it is, how to fix it, even how it came about, but surely you can agree that it exists.

There are dozens of reports today, and over the last few days, about why that fear is justified. There are middle schoolers chanting hateful things at ethnic minorities, graffiti with obvious hate messages, people beat up for appearing to belong to the LGBTQ+ community, women harassed on public transportation. Is there an actual increase in these incidents, or is it just being reported on more often? I don’t know, and really it doesn’t matter. It’s happening. The fear IS justified.

I’m not going to hash out the issues that made me choose to vote for Clinton over Trump. It doesn’t matter. I’m going to assume that most of you who voted for Trump made your decision carefully, perhaps prayerfully, and simply chose different legitimate priorities. Clearly we disagree, but Trump has won the election fair and square, so we have to move from there. I consider America’s endorsement of Trump to be a challenge, and I am up to it. I have the beginnings of a plan. Would you like to know what it is? I  bet we can find common ground there.

wp-1478965011446.jpgFirst, I’m going to show all the love I can. On Wednesday morning, when my children were sad and disappointed, I instructed each one of them to dig deep within themselves and find all the extra kindness and love they could muster and show it to everyone they came across. I want us all to double our efforts in that area every single day. If hate and fear have been endorsed and even ONE person feels more comfortable spreading that, than I want to be part of those who will smother that hate everywhere it springs up. The news will cover the hate faster than the love, so we’ll have to patient and steady and back each other up with that love, but I want to be part of that movement. I’ll wear a safety pin every day as an outward sign. I will continue to teach my children that this is the most important thing they can do, and that God demands it of us.

 

Second, I will try to hear the rest of you. You Trump supporters who are angry at the liberal reaction to this election, if you can express your feelings without anger, I want to hear why you chose him. I will try to squash my own confirmation bias and read even-handed pieces from reliable, authoritative, non-biased sources about the issues you find most important. I have several articles in the queue already, and Hillbilly Elegy is already ordered and on its way to me. I will engage in rational discussion with anyone who is willing about which issues should be most important, how they should be handled, and what the consequences might be of those solutions.

Lastly, I will not endorse or be part of protests that involve shouting “Not my president.” I will not threaten to move to Canada. I will not feed the hatred of “the other side.” I will give Trump the respect of the office he was legitimately elected to. I will likely disagree with MANY of the decisions he will make as president, but I will find productive ways to express that. I will maintain my faith in the democratic system, and work harder within it to effect the change I believe in.

 

 

 

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Afternoon Delight (It’s just a cup of coffee)

Election Day! I voted and I hope you did, too. Even if you voted for one of the nut cases out there, even if you voted for one of the candidates that I think should not be allowed to vote, much less run things, I still hope you voted! The system only works when we engage it. It ain’t perfect, by a long shot, but it’s the best out there, and we only improve it by participating in it.

Yada, yada, yada, right? Anybody who is likely to be reading this has likely accepted that voting is an important right and responsibility in this country. I do occasionally have readers from other countries, but I’m guessing they’re aware of how much the right to vote means to most Americans. Yeah, there are a bunch of us who DON’T get it, but that’s why we keep saying it. GO VOTE!

Enough of that. On to other things.

wpid-20141104_160338-1.jpgSomething else you probably already know about if you’re reading. Butter in my coffee. I mentioned it yesterday morning. I am in love with this stuff. I finally broke down and purchased Irish, grass-fed butter to go with my unrefined organic coconut oil, and dash of organic agave nectar. Dump it all in the coffee, dunk the immersion blender for a few seconds, and BAM! Magic elixir. Super stuff! I find that I have excellent energy for 4-6 hours, and it tastes fabulous. I’ve read all sorts of things about this concoction, and maybe some of it is crap, but supposedly, I’m telling my body to burn fat for energy, and that CAN’T be a bad thing. A cup in the morning and a cup in the mid-afternoon, and I can get through just about everything. Most of the time I don’t bother in the morning. Since the Great Paleo Experiment of 2014, I’ve learned to drink my coffee black and I even enjoy it that way. But that afternoon pick-me-up is a God send on some days. Facing “the witching hour” when dinner must be prepared, homework completed, one more load of laundry folded, kitchen cleaned, children bathed and bedded, gets a lot easier with just one mug of that stuff. If you haven’t tried it, well, you should. And when you’re looking for the perfect container to mix this stuff in, I’ll save you the trouble. It’s a quart sized canning jar. Not the wide mouthed kind, just the regular mouth. Perfect.