i am afraid i have nothing beautiful to say by: Irissa Kai written: 2016
Shocked. Sad. Angry. Appalled. Devastated. Disgusted. Frustrated. Fearful. It is over and yet, I see myself waking up feeling more and more about this election by the day. Donald Trump has been elected the next President of the United States. I never thought I would ever hear those words recited and broadcasted to the whole world. Never. It horrifies me that a racist, fascist, rapist bigot could ever hold that much power. Several counts of sexual predatory acts against women and not to mention, a rape trial awaiting him on the 16th December. Countless of derogatory remarks made about Muslims, Mexicans, African-Americans, Asians, the LGBTQ community, women and girls (basically anyone who is not a White conservative) have yet to be a deterrent to making him POTUS in the eyes of his supporters. A volatile man prone to emotion-driven lash outs now has nuclear codes in his pockets. To know that there are millions who had voted for someone whose values I vehemently and viscerally disagree with, on fundamentally racist and immoral grounds, just bewilders me. And to know that I am living among some of them in my own small little red dot, just scares me. Trump has shined the brightest light ever on the deep-set prejudice that thrives in the US and has given the green light for bigots around the world to be free with their belligerent opinions. The prejudice against us, people of Colour, immigrants, Muslim and members of the LGBTQ community is so insidious that the events leading up to the election results are only starters. The hate crimes inflicted at schools and workplaces, the threats imposed through vandalism. This election should not necessarily concern nor involve non-Americans, but it does. Oh, it does. Continents away and miles apart, I am deeply affected by this. I am not American, nor would I be proud to be one at this moment, but I fear for my Muslim brothers and sisters, who would have to hide their faith to be safe. I fear for my people of Colour who cannot hide their skin tone and have that alone be used against them. I fear for my LGBTQ friends, who cannot express their love freely for fear of white conservatives who believe in conversion therapy. I fear for my fellow sister, woman, girl, who now has to live life knowing a sexual predator is reigning. As someone who has fallen prey to sexual abuse, I empathise with you and I am sorry. I am sorry this world could not keep you safe. I still cannot wrap my head around this. We know vicious cycles like this are hard to break, and seeing the nature of Trump and his supporters, there is no impetus for them to change. The progress towards peace has seemed to go down the drain and our future is looking dim .I like