I don’t even know what to say this morning. How do we go on, business as usual? It was all I could do to get Jackson to school without crying. He goes to a very diverse school — economically and racially — full of Muslim children and black children and Latino kids and white kids and Jewish children and Christian kids and… girls. Girls who will not be spared our country’s deep, deep hatred for women. Hate prevails. Hate and bigotry and misogyny and xenophobia and rape culture and everything I hoped to spare my children from knowing as closely as my generation has known. I’m sick. I’m heartbroken.
I haven’t been shy about my feelings for Hillary. I don’t love her, and I certainly wasn’t excited about having womanizing Bill back in the White House. I think the democrats screwed Bernie every chance they got, and I was absolutely gutted when he lost the nomination — when I was disenfranchised and couldn’t vote for him in the primaries. I felt gutted. But I pulled it together and supported the only logical choice left, even though I had reservations about her. Between her and Trump, she was still clearly the better choice. It should not have even been close. But here we are. God, I’m so disgusted. In our political system, in our education system that produces such bigoted morons, and in the people I know who aren’t stupid and yet still voted for Trump because they couldn’t stomach voting for a woman. Shame. Now what?