Almost a Week Post-Trump and I Still Feel Sick

A bit of venting and souls cleansing here… I submit a reminder that post election protests are nothing new. You can find evidence of them going back to Honest Abe. The losing party often does not want to accept the results, with only occasional exception. Heck, we’ve spent months hearing how this very election would be rigged and people would need to take to the streets to protest, riot, and violently take the country back.

So after 8 years of symbolic lynchings, constant references to our president as “nigger Obama”, calls for death or assassination in response to every POTUS tweet… those who are currently protesting are denounced and told to accept the results? The president-elect is saying they are small groups paid by the media to protest?

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That’s not how it works. This is not Russia or North Korea. Not yet.

I’ve voted Democratic, Republican, Libertarian, Socialist, Independent. Never voted straight ticket once in my life. Always tried to vote for steady progress or balance of power. Even when I’ve voted for candidates with fairly extreme views, it’s been because it was in hopes of checking someone with extreme opposite views already in power. I’ve been a believer that third parties need more representation and that loyalty to a single major part is foolish. I’ve believed that the standard practice of voting for the candidate who is most different from the outgoing official is the wrong way to go and holds the country back.

No more.

See, I’m terrified of flying. It’s irrational. I know how planes work. I know the odds. I did great in physics class. But the week leading up to a flight, my stomach churns. The feeling is a combination of nerves before giving a speech and when my dog jumps up and hits me in the nuts. And that’s exactly how I’ve felt every hour of every day since around 8PM central time on November 8th.

But this is not irrational. Because I also get how government works. I know that while the GOP doesn’t have the votes to destroy everything, they have the power to do plenty. And this power is being guided by a madman. A racist. A misogynist. And a moron. A lot of damage has already been done, and he’s not in office yet.

I’m already tired of it. I can’t even imagine being in the same room as people in my life who either have been closeted racists or who, at best, were fine with tossing women and minorities into the gutter. White men are 31% of the population and they just announced that no other group matters. I’m ashamed to be a part of that demographic. I’m sick of saying things to my minority and immigrant friends that sound like some pick-me-up line you give to a person that just got diagnosed with cancer. But that’s how those people largely feel. My life probably won’t change much, but everyone who doesn’t look like me just got dealt a horrible blow. And it’s hardly like minorities had it good in this country to begin with.

There are no inspirational words or brilliant perspectives coming here. But change is coming. I can promise one thing, I’m not just going to complain and then let apathy take over. I’m not going to be simply a Twitter advocate. I’m going to actually do something. Whether it’s the state level or somewhere else, I’ll find my way in somewhere. I’d love to be a part of getting rid of Scott Walker in 2018 and seeing Wisconsin be fairly redistricted. I’d love to be a part of the very uphill climb to take the house back that same year. Whatever the cause is, if the Democratic party will have me, I’m coming. 60 million Americans voted for the most appalling candidate I’ve ever seen on a presidential ballot. The rest of us need to fight back for equality and freedom and the right to just exist without fear of persecution being championed by our president.

I am going to be a part of that fight.

Jay

Jay Ratkowski runs this joint, which is why his name is on the front door. You can find him elsewhere at Google+, Facebook, or Twitter

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Jay Ratkowski runs this joint, which is why his name is on the front door. You can find him elsewhere at Google+, Facebook, or Twitter

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