Well, that happened, Voldemort won. As the shock wears off and the sadness, anger, confusion and disappointment sets in. I sit here and realize my day is almost done, life goes on. We contemplate and discuss, we cry and ask, how? I remind myself to hold those I love close to me and assure them that I am always here, that they are not alone. We have the right to grieve, get angry, mourn the history we thought we were going to create and we must allow ourselves to feel and be honest about it, that is our Constitutional right. Most importantly, we must remember that we still matter. Now, I do not say that as a non-white female with gay, black, Muslim, female friends, but as a HUMAN. All humans are created equal, why are we still fighting for this?
Personally, this election was protecting our basic civil rights and the avoidance of history repeating itself. On Wednesday morning, she reminded me that we will continue to fight for our rights and the progress we have made. She is still with us and we will not fail her again. I love being an American and I will fight for the integrity that that continues to stay true.
I pride myself as an individual driven by positivity. How do I find the light? How do WE find the light during this dark time? I will lead by example. I will continue to surround myself with those who believe in inclusiveness and also lead by that moral. I must also find the grace to open my mind and heart in the hope that he will learn what it means to have to listen to all of the American’s needs and not just the ones who will help put America back where it was 80 years ago. We must soften the divide with our beliefs and understanding that our individual freedom of speech and difference in values is what makes us the country that we pride ourselves on. We must drive ourselves with HOPE and PATIENCE over these next four years, EVERYONE. With faith in my heart, I choose to try to understand the change that those who challenged us want to see, without compromising our fight for what is right. I will never stop speaking for what I believe. Push Back, Speak up but we must turn the sadness, anger, confusion and disappointment into understanding, hope, patience and belief for our future. It is still ours. We may feel like we are alone but we are alone together.
“We are only as strong as we are united, as weak as we are divided. ”- J.K Rowling
I have never actually met a Donald Trump voter. But apparently there a lot of them– 60 million, not as many as there were for Hillary Clinton, but distributed among the Electoral College in such way to allow this national disaster to happen. As described by the political pundits, the Trump supporters live in mostly rural areas and have a very different life than those of us who work in the arts and live in cities. And as described by the pundits and pollsters, there really weren’t very many of them—not nearly enough to get Trump elected, we were told. These mostly white voters were just too few and far between to mount a serious challenge to Hillary Clinton. Up until the moment the polls closed, that was pretty much the narrative.
So what happened? How could a man whose statements are so bigoted, narcissistic and inept sounding have been elected president? And how could we have all been so blind to the size and depth of his support? I was just as appalled, shocked and depressed by his election as my friends and colleagues. Our standard metrics utterly failed to comprehend the enormous divide in our country.
This is where we as artists come in. It is our challenge now to make the imaginative leap that picks up where polling fell short. Not in a make believe kind of way, but in an honest exploration of the differences rending our country. We now need to engage in the most provocative national conversation about when and where and how we became so split. When did we become two countries? Rather than judge the voters who elected Donald Trump, it is time to engage with them. I for one am not ready to believe that nearly half of this country actually ascribes to his nihilistic and cruel views. But those voters spoke, and they meant something, and we have to pay attention.