This morning, my son asked what we did last night, I replied, “We cried.”
“You’re kidding me?”
He knew what I meant. When I dropped him off at school he said, “Be safe, dad.”
“You too, buddy,” I replied.
I’m not gay, not brown skinned, but I am an Atheist.
Today, I woke up after a fitful night of sleep and crying while I held my wife and we tried not to talk.
Today, we learned how much hate there is in our country, but we should have been paying attention over the last eight years, we would’ve seen it.
In every question of a black president’s birthplace, in every meme deriding him and in every person who didn’t support Gay marriage, it was staring at us, but we chose not to look.
We chose not to look for we thought better of our fellow Americans.
Our thoughts were not put into real action.
We had them, then let them go without the action of removing people from our Congress, without the oversight needed to make them understand, we’re not like that.
As someone who writes for a living, I will be writing more. America is still dealing with its racist past and it doesn’t want to let go of it.
America hasn’t dealt with its racist past and it doesn’t want to let go of it.
I’ve loved this country since I learned about Thomas Jefferson.
Today, we found out the truth of the majority.
We discovered we’re not the greatest country in the world anymore.
We learned that hate is still strong and there are people who support hate against races, religions, and skin colors other than white.