I’m taking a break from email, writing my #OpenEd16 reflections, and planning for next semester because I need to write.
Now that Donald Trump is the president-elect, I’m having an identity crisis. For the first time in my life, I don’t feel American. For the first time, I don’t want to be.
It’s all been said before, but the fact that a platform founded upon prejudice and hate resonated with citizens of the United States is disturbing. Apparently, there IS a “silent majority” in this country who believe the best leader for our nation is a man without military or political experience. A man who has further cemented xenophobia and sexism into the foundations of the establishment.
I am heartbroken.
I don’t know how to talk to any of my international friends about the results of the election. Some of them were already frightened to travel to the United States and now I doubt they have any remaining desire to visit or study here.
I recognize that my fear, pain, and anger are inconsequential next to other groups of people—POC, LGBTQ, sisters and brothers in the Muslim community, and every parent:
But as I’m struggling with my identity today, I wanted to take a moment and recognize people who are giving me strength and hope. Wonderful people like my wife, my mother, my family, my friends, my coworkers, my mentors, people I look up to in the education community, Laverne Cox, Anoop, Claudia Swisher, and yes, Hilary Clinton:
Since I keep writing (and then deleting) parts of this post, I will conclude by saying thank you for reading these ramblings. I’m not sure how well I am communicating what I feel, but writing is helping me process nonetheless.
I love you all!
So let’s not allow ourselves to get fatigued doing good. At the right time we will harvest a good crop if we don’t give up, or quit. Right now, therefore, every time we get the chance, let us work for the benefit of all. – Source