And Then I Wanted to Cry
I went on a rant this morning. Out loud to myself, then in texts to various people, then on Twitter. AAARRRGGGGG!!!!! Anger, disgust, and then wanting to cry.
I am now taking a deep breath.
It started when the first Trump sign went up. We live on a small cul-de-sac of eleven homes, effectively our own little neighborhood. There are three Asian families on the street, one of whom are close friends.
This man, our neighbor, who chose to put up a sign such as this, has been hired by many of us for work over the years. That sign, with all the ignorance it shows us, the racism that person who planted that sign into the ground is OK with, is on his front lawn. I think it is a big “fuck you” to all of us. A big fuck you.
So that pisses me off as I walk on the street often.
This morning, I drew up the shade of a window on the other side of the house, and lo and behold, the daughter and son-in-law of the first offender have a Trump sign facing the street. Where we will all see it until the election. On our street where 27 percent of the people are Asian Americans. Right in my line of vision.
I wanted to cry.
I’m so tired today. I have been fighting for justice all of my life and I am tired. What makes someone not want to understand what someone else is feeling? I know this neighbor who chose to plant his ignorance on the front lawn. He cares about money. That is his voting issue and that is that. We have discussed it and our viewpoints are totally different. He would deny racism. But who decides to just blatantly post that sign and all the moronic, stupidity, fucking ignorance hate that it stands for, on our street? I am so fucking angry. I will never, ever hire this guy for fucking anything and his racist, fucking, disrespectful ass will never be in my house again.
I texted our friend across the street. I apologized for the utter ignorance of the actions. After the first sign went up, she posted a Biden sign and I love that I can see it from my upstairs window.
I am embarrassed for people who don’t know enough to be ashamed of their behavior. I don’t expect everyone to do what I do. We all have the freedom to speak and post ignorant signs if we choose to. That is freedom and I’m grateful for that every day.
Everyone doesn’t have to believe all the same things.
What the hell.
So, that was yesterday. Today, I am rested and ready to fight again. I am so sad though about what we have seen these past years.
There is always, always, always hope. I believe that. So I will practice my deep #breathing.
I drew and colored this morning and worked out some anger. (See Accompanying Art Work! ) I will exercise as hard as I need to and punch the bag. I will take care of myself and as many people as I am able to. I will close the shade on that side of the house until after the election.
I may crack one night and run screaming down the street stealing signs and laughing maniacally. I’ll keep you posted.
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Sign, sign, everywhere a sign
Blockin' out the scenery, breakin' my mind
Do this, don't do that, can't you read the sign?
SIGNS Five Man Electric Band,
Songwriter: Les Emmerson
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