Dear Millenial Children and Friends,
I’m sorry that I wasn’t more encouraging on the phone
Tuesday when we got the election results. I was too busy sobbing hysterically
to think of anything hopeful.
Now that I have had a few days to reflect, I feel better
about Trump’s winning. I’ve looked back at other horrible times that I’ve
experienced in American history and realized that they passed.
The darkest era in my lifetime was the Vietnam War period.
That unjustified war finally came to an end. That didn’t happen, however,
because of the passage of time. It didn’t happen because the War petered out of
its own accord. It ended because we intervened. We marched. We picketed. We
campaigned for anti-war Congressional Candidates. We opposed the draft. We
draft-counseled. We burned our draft cards. We went to Canada. We went to jail
for draft resistance. We boycotted Dow Chemical for manufacturing napalm. We
were neat and clean for Gene McCarthy. We campaigned for Bobby Kennedy. And
finally, after several years, the government ran out of human cannon fodder and
the War ended.
A famous Chinese curse is “May you live in interesting
times.” I have already lived through one interesting time and I’m very
distressed to find myself living through another one. This time will also pass,
but it won’t pass by accident. We must do everything legally possible to
prevent the worst of Trump’s policies from coming to fruition. We cannot let
him shut down the free press. We cannot let him jail his political opponents.
We cannot let him place heavy surveillance on our Muslim friends and neighbors.
We cannot let him deport all our Mexican friends. We cannot allow
African-Americans to be hounded and persecuted. We will support the disabled
and demand that they are treated with the dignity that they deserve. We will
stand up for women’s rights and refuse to let Trump turn back the clocks to the
1950’s. We will be there for our friends and family in the LGBTQ community.
We must organize. We must march. We must write to the
newspapers and our Congresspeople. We must be involved. And with our
intervention, this too will pass and America’s better angels will prevail
again.
I’ll see you on the picket line or anywhere else we can
stand up for all the good that America actually is. And this time will pass,
too. If it doesn’t, I’ll meet you at Tim Horton’s for coffee and we’ll grieve
for America together. It’ll be on me.
Love, Mom