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Election Woes

It was probably one of the most historically, shocking losses the election world had ever seen. The people voted. Trump beat Hilary. It was disappointing but it happened. Before and after it happened, I began to realize how racist, prejudice, sexist, and divided a number of people I’d known, were. It was especially hard processing a number of Christian Republicans claiming salvation, but supporting and spewing hate. I’m still trying to wrap my mind around that. Anyways, myself, and many others were upset and with good reason.

The moment I heard the lewd comments referencing inappropriately grabbing a woman’s genital area, and the time a speech was borrowed from Michelle Obama, in addition to the social media rants, and foolish statements that continued to be expressed, I was like, wow, is all this happening?

But Michelle Obama said it best: When they go low, we go high.

What was also interesting was how years prior, there was so much blatant disrespect, hatred, and opposition expressed towards President Barack Obama and his family. President Barack Obama was definitely qualified for his former position, except for one problem that seemed to be a constant area of controversy for many struggling with prejudice: the fact that he was an African-American male. I don’t think it was just his race that upset some people, but, I do believe it was one of the things that topped the list. Barack, Michelle, and their beautiful daughters were a representation of class, intelligence, realness, and hope for all people, even if they weren’t received with open arms. Their time in office is a historic moment I’ll always reflect on fondly. However, I don’t know if the same can be said of the current leadership. I don’t make it a mission to get into political debates or argue about my stance as a Democrat (yes, there are Christian Democrats) because I believe we can all agree to disagree, have different views, and still respect one another. But I’ve noticed how much things have drastically changed and wonder, is this world as we know it?

It’s certainly food for thought. 
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