Wednesday, November 6, 2024

Keep flying those flags!

 

   Don’t put away those rainbow flags.  Buy more and fly them!  Wear more of your tye-dye and your bright colors and your black punk get-ups. 

   Keep your freak flag flying! 

   A part of me thinks that, if I was able to, I would move to London after it was determined that Donald Trump won the presidency early this morning.  But now is not the time to throw up our hands and give up.  Now is not the time to go into hiding, to go away.  That’s what they – Trump and his minions – want. 

   We can’t give them that victory!  We have to be out there, more out there.  We are still here, even if we’re not going forward (yet).

   Yes, I’m sad, really sad, that Trump won and Kamala Harris, a Black woman, won’t be president, but I have to say that, unlike in 2016, I’m not really surprised.  The only thing that surprises (and also embarrasses and shames) me is that the result came this quickly.

   After Harris became the Democratic candidate in July, she really rode high for a good while, through the convention in August and into early September.  She then stalled, and I worried that Trump was gaining.  Then, during the last couple weeks of the campaign, Trump seemed to be going off the rails and flailing, and I had hope that sanity and Harris would prevail. 

   But something kept telling me she wasn’t all that.  Harris was great at giving speeches, at rallies.  She soared.  But when she was interviewed, she seemed shy, wasn’t direct and forthright, wasn’t confident.  Perhaps she didn’t want to be a pushy woman, a pushy, black woman. 

   There is no doubt more involved, but perhaps America just wasn’t ready for a black woman president.  I was, and, whether it’s ready or not, I’m still here.   


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