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Time to be an American





Being a Unitarian Universalist is not easy. My family has been blessed enough to have found our church just recently, but I have been an unlabeled UU my whole life.

We are peaceful people. We believe that all people have an inherent value no matter what giant assholes they may appear to be. We work hard to never devalue the opinions of other people. We respect opinions…ALL opinions.

Being a UU if damn HARD right now! If I have to hear my big hearted husband console one more of our-privileged white asshat acquaintances over how upset they are because people are calling them a racist, I am going to lose it. I seriously am.

Thank frak, he now sees them coming, and has stopped answering the phone calls.

I myself, have been waking up in a semi-nightmare-scape-twilight zone sort of space for the past two weeks. I am not supposed to be angry. Anger leads to fear and fear leads to hatred, so instead I am just distraught.

Upset, heartbroken, devastated. People ask me how I am and I say “fine”. Yesterday, in the store, I told a clerk that I was fine and then I turned to my son and said, “I am a fucking liar!”

I am deeply, disparagingly, disappointed in my friends and my family who proved with a vote that they care more about themselves than they do about the rights, freedoms, and well-being of their neighbors, or the foundations that our country was built upon.

They care more abut themselves than they do about America, but I need to cool off, stop being so dramatic, sit down, take on my pathetically traditional feminine role and shut the hell up.

You know what? NO!

I am done with it. I do not exist to make people feel better about their selfishness or their poor judgement. I may be a hell of a good person, but I will not babysit the consciousnesses of a bunch of pampered hot heads who have now fucked our country over because they didn’t bother to read enough about history.

I will not put them down or demean them, but I will tell them that now is the time to get off of their asses and work to defend this country from the white supremacists, the Nazis, who have been living among us all along, and now believe that hunting season wide is open. 

I have tried being optimistic, patient, and open minded, and I still feel like I am waking up in the same pile of shit two weeks later. This is not going away. We live in a country full of Christians who apparently do not understand what Jesus was talking about.

We must be active, we must be blunt, and we must not sugarcoat the reality of the fact that we have taken the early steps into a holocaust here, and the main goal of every good person waking up in this country, each and every single day, from now going forward should be to STOP IT!

We must stop this at all costs.

This country is going to need a hell of a lot of heroes moving forward my friends. Are you up to the task?

As for myself, I don’t even have a choice. I love this country. I love each and every one of my neighbors, and I love what our country stands for most of all. I will stand and defend our country and its people.

Americans are heroes. We defend the freedom of all people. We fight for fairness and justice. We will never back down to bullies or tyrants. We stand up for the weak and we defend the helpless.

We are Americans, goddamn it! It is time for us to start acting like it.

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