I can laugh at Trump, a little bit, but it's his followers that really make me afraid for my love of my country.
Someone very close to me said she will never fly the flag at her home because she isn't proud of so many things our country represents. I've argued with her, and tried to encourage her that we still should have pride in our country.
However, this session of politics is really rocking, my what I thought were, strong held beliefs. Yes, I knew that not everyone agreed with me on my "liberal" issues. When I had rainbow stickers on my car, one of my friends didn't want to ride with me because she was afraid others would think we were gay. I thought so what...she didn't think that. Well, we were out looking for dates, so there was more to that but, I digress. Anyway, I've tried to understand how others feel, but for the most part, I've lived in good ol' Washington, and now Birch Bay, where we don't have huge race issues. Or, so I thought.
I grew up with white washed text books. The slaves had been freed. The native people were given reservations and could have casinos, what happened in Germany would never happen here, when Japanese Americans were taken from their homes, well that was only temporary and no one was killed.
Even though I've learned a lot, and now know it wasn't how it was in those books. I'm still learning. I just watched Selma last weekend and have a clearer understanding of the fight that took place for the black citizens right to vote.
My evolution on gay rights, and woman's rights would be several more paragraphs.
Of course, I feel that I am getting more in touch with what is right, and what is good. And I feel I have taught my children what is right, what is good, and how to decide for themselves. And I naively thought we, all Americans, were on this journey together.
Yes, I'm a WSU Cougar, but I have come to realize that UW Huskies are good people too.
Seeing the video of rooms of people cheering on Drumpf's words, and seeing how he has grabbed the nomination. Even keeping in mind that none of the other republican candidates are anything special, I am shocked, afraid, stunned, a little bit freaking out.
No, I'm not moving to Canada.
My hope this morning, is that this craziness, will have some silver lining, like the crash of 2008 did for me and others, that we have a lot of work to do. It's a teaching moment. It's a challenge point. It's a wake up call. What kind of American do we want to live in?
Make love not war. Love one another. Visualize Peace. It takes a village.
I brought my flag in for the winter because the winds here tend to make a mess of it. But I think I shall fly it again with a message that our country is great. It has had bad behavior, and still needs raising, but I still love it.




