This is a filler pic that I will replace. I thought about not saying a thing about politics today but I decided well, hey, I'm just gonna grab life by the pussy and say some shit.
Background story of this pic - this was taken in the subway a couple of days after the election in November. NYC, like a lot of America, was shocked and stunned. Many felt hopeless and angry and scared and angry. Did I say angry? I was.
Someone started this after the election:
http://www.nytimes.com/2016/11/11/nyregion/subway-notes-offer-a-form-of-therapy.html
It was therapeutic and beautiful and much needed. The walls began to fill up with these post-its of positivity.
Now, I don't know what our future president is really going to do. Nobody does. I am nervous about his plans and the people he is choosing to advise and help him. (I actually think our incoming Vice President is scarier, to be honest.)
I don't know if the incoming POTUS is truly a xenophobe or misogynist. I'd like to believe he isn't but his words tell a different story. And, yes, actions speak louder than words but words hurt and scare and isolate people.
I hear people saying "be hopeful" and all that shit and I totally agree with it but it is hard to be hopeful, especially when a lot of fear and hate has already been ignited by his words. And I've personally seen how this has affected my friends, family, and coworkers already. People worry about his plans and with good reason! I still don't know what they are...does anyone??? Right after the election, many of our patients were worried about their healthcare. I really didn't know what I could say to calm their worries.
And when I think about those incidents, I kinda wanna say FUCK THAT MOFO.
NYC (the city and not upstate NY) is almost completely Democrat. I think reports showed that 96% of NYC went blue for the 2016 election. Not surprising. It gives me comfort but it doesn't change anything. I remember looking at the electoral map on election night and feeling nauseated (actually if I'm being totally honest, I was sick and disgusted) by all that red. This year, I will try to get rid of the doubt and anxiety I feel and try really fucking hard not to judge those who support the other party. But...the other party has some work to do to help that along. At least I think so.
I mean, come the fuck on.
When people feel down-and-out, there is no choice but to feel hope or despair.
I choose hope. But for some, it's been really hard to feel this way. I'll keep at it. So here's hoping the next 4 years go fast.
And if there's anything else hopeful about the 2016 election...it's that ANYTHING is fucking possible.
