I've been in mourning? That election thing had me flat down, disappointed, and disengaged.
- I changed my Facebook profile pic to a big black block.
- I watch only aging comedy reruns because the mainstream channels keep showing too much of #thatguy.
- I've mourned and grieved and stuck my head in the proverbial sand.
- I've eaten a lot of potato chips.
- I've lived in a dream world where Obama was named President for Life.
No, I won't accept it and move on!No, I didn't finally face up to the 2016 Election results by hosting an inauguration viewing party. No, I didn't toast our new "prez" with a smile and a hip-hip-hooray.
Couldn't do it!
Instead, I marched!
On January 20, a big dose of orange reality slapped me in the face. I rode downtown with my daughter, scoured the city for a parking space and walked to Washington Park with about 12,000 other Cincinnatians. (Gentrification is really changing our inner city. I hardly saw any black people.) I participated in the Women's march and went home feeling renewed, exhilarated and ready to take on the world.
As with the wildly newsworthy marches across the country and around the world this weekend, our Cincinnati march of concerned citizens was decidedly PRO.
Pro-Black Lives Matter
Okay, there were a few anti-Trump signs and there was one very catchy anti-Trump chant. Somebody had to do it.
Is my mourning-America period over?
Sadly, no, because, as a woman of color, I sense a growing danger for my race and others.
I'm still in mourning for my country but I also have hope. I hope that the orange man and his cabinet of deplorables won't dismantle the America we know and love.
I have hope that this won't happen because his alt right-leaning actions are bringing Pro people together. We'll fight for rights every step of the way and since the majority of those Pro people are white, we probably won't get arrested or shot in the streets of Cincinnati.
I just hope the White House crew understands that the whole world is watching.
Carol, the Nice Lady still-in-Mourning