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there is a crack in everything. that's how the light gets in.

It's been a while, livejournal, but I think I have something to say again, so I'm back.

On fear:

A lot of you are really scared right now.

I get that. I'm scared too. I'm scared in the way that tells me that there is no safe space in the world for somebody like me. That my civil rights, my freedom of speech, my very personal safety are under assault.

We feel homeless, hypervigilant, and downright panicky.

Some of you have never felt scared in this particular way before, and don't know how to manage it. It's new, because of the way the kyriarchal system we live under has previously insulated you from this kind of existential terror.

For some of us, though, it's old hat. We have coping strategies. We have the knowledge that we've been through this kind of existential terror before, and we made it, and the world got better after a while.

(This is how it works. Remember when you feel that despair that we are fighting from a foundation now. We have to defend the hill, for certain. Our forbears in the quest for civil rights for all had to build the damned hill, often out of their own bodies, and then fight their way up it.)

So here's what's important. We who know this feeling of terror and despair, who know how to live iwth it, work through it, dig in and hold the door--we need to be as kind as we can manage to our allies who have not experienced it before. We need to remember that in the long run that experience will increase their empathy. It will make them better allies for us as well.

We need to understand that it's going to take them a little longer to process their despair and grief and fear than those of us who feel the anxiety spike and go "Well, this again."

We need to, because we need them right now. We need all hands on deck, every last one from ship's cook to cabin girl.

We need compassion for each other, and we need to set aside our differences and work together against a greater threat--to our civil liberties, our freedom of speech, our very personal safety. We cannot afford to be cut out of the herd group by group, set against one another on the basis of gender, sexual orientation, religion, skin color, ethnic affiliation, moral purity, or anything else.

These guys have been feeling that same existential fear, you know, and they're not used to it either: the fear that their way of life is vanishing, that they are losing power and influence and control. It's an existential battle to them, and they think they have to destroy us or drive us underground again in order to continue to exist.

These guys hate us all. And if we do not hang together, we shall surely all hang separately.

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Sigh. As someone in my late 50s, this is the third time I've gone through this crap--and this one is worst of all. It's the culmination of what Ronald Reagan started...with open justification of the Alt-Right.

My husband is still raging at the results. I'm just sick. Yeah, we're old white people, but we're old white people who have been past activists. We know what's coming down, and it ain't gonna be pretty.

Meanwhile, I offer hugs to all and second your call. We have to join together. We HAVE to do it.
thank you for the offer of hugs. I still struggle to not-punch things three weeks later.
Hugs. Hugs. Hugs. The moments come and go, but now we've gotta focus on survival. Take care of yourself. We stand together in rage and hurt.
Gonna go friend you Joyce if that's OK. <3
Thanks for your kindness.
And doing so back! You are very welcome. Not doing much political blather at the moment, but I'm sure opportunities will present themselves....
Yes. The left has a tendency sometimes to eat itself; we can't afford to do that right now.
Not my first rodeo either. If we truly believe in inclusivity, that there is room for everyone, regardless of race, creed, gender, or sexual orientation, now is the time to practice what we preach.
We have a chance to prove to "the enemy" that we are not, in fact, the enemy, that we are not wild-eyed hairy bugbears, but that we are ordinary people just like them and that just like them, we're doing the best we know how with what life has handed us.
In the immortal words of Mr. Vonnegut, :There's only one rule that I know of, babies-'God damn it, you've got to be kind.'"
Yep. Be kind, and be understanding, and be a haven when possible, to the folks for whom this is new, and/or who are at sea just now. (We will take turns saving each other.)

It's an existential battle to them, and they think they have to destroy us or drive us underground again in order to continue to exist.

We had a vigil that tried to move to acceptance a little too quickly on Saturday, and afterwards I said to the Episcopal minister who is new to my town, and had been living in West Virginia for the past 10 years, that I absolutely agreed there were economic and cultural reasons that folks were feeling at siege. And when I encounter them, I will hold out my hand, and I will try my best to make common cause, but they have to make that effort as well.
I've never been this frightened in my entire life--except that time my ex tried to kill me.

It's made me much more empathetic to my minority friends.

My anxiety makes me want to crawl into bed and hide, so I'm donating until it hurts to the ACLU, the Southern Poverty Law Center, Planned Parenthood, Standing Rock, and any other org that helps support civil rights.

I figure if I can't be out there myself, I'll make it easier for those who can.
Can I quote this bit?

"Remember when you feel that despair that we are fighting from a foundation now. We have to defend the hill, for certain. Our forbears in the quest for civil rights for all had to build the damned hill, often out of their own bodies, and then fight their way up it"
sure.
Thank you for this. It's something I'm trying to teach my students, though I'm not sure how well I'm doing. At least we have to try, I think.