Heartaches and Broken Glass

This morning, I don’t know how to make sense of my place in this world. Maybe you don’t either.

Today is the anniversary of Kristallnacht, or The Night of Broken Glass, the night when Germans burned down Jewish schools, vandalized Jewish businesses, beat, dragged and killed Jewish people, and attacked Jewish homes.

Today is also the anniversary of the Fall of the Berlin Wall, when the shadow of a totalitarian state began to recede and East Germans saw the light at the end of the tunnel. And it was not an oncoming train.

Today is also the day when the United States of America democratically elected (just as Hitler was democratically elected) a KKK-endorsed, racist, misogynist, xenophobic, transphobic, homophobic, anti-semitic, Islamophobic sexual predator as President of the United States. 58 million Americans–your neighbors, family members, and friends–outed themselves as being racist and misogynist above all else. There are many reasons why people vote Republican and I respect a lot of them. But this wasn’t even a Republican candidate. This was a far right white nationalist candidate. The kind that Hitler was.

We’re seeing the ramifications of it already: terror, threats of violence, higher than normal rates of suicide prevention hotline calls, a tanked economy.

I don’t know the answer. I don’t even know how to stop crying at my office, to be quite honest. I don’t know how to stay safe. I don’t know how to keep my friends safe. And I am terrified for my friends, especially my Muslim friends, immigrant friends, and POC friends, and their children. I don’t really understand how we are going to make it through the next four years.

But right now,

  1. I read these 17 poems from Buzzfeed. They are excellent. The Nikki Giovanni one is going on my bulletin board tonight.
  2. I signed a pledge to stand with Women of Color going forward, to make sure that we don’t lose ground we’ve won in the last eight years. Please join me with pledging #our100.
  3. I’ve reached out to friends, especially those more at risk than myself, and told them I loved them and that I’m here for them.
  4. If you are a teen of color, a disabled teen, an undocumented teen, or a queer teen, I promise you that I will not abandon you or leave you behind. I will fight tooth and nail to protect you. I will be loud. You deserve a country that recognizes and honors your humanity. You are the future, and I want you to stay here so you can see it. My inbox is always, always open to you.

Yours always,

Katherine

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s