Tea With Me
November 7, 2024
Thursday
So, Snow is here. Woke this morning, my world cloaked in bubbling blankets, sugar coated, isolating. 10 inches and still shaking from white gray sky. Its cold. Internet down indefinitely, no shoveling or plowing. Shrouded in. Day for forced insular focus.
Where is my compass? Why did November 5th’s reveal feel shattering to such soul rooted existential identity for me, for friends, for this concept I carry of America?
For months following Biden debating a man whose name I cannot bear to write, I watched obsessively every moment of transitioning to a candidate who, as she built her Run inspiring the multitudes of mes with rhetoric about community, strength together than divided, mirrored all my anchors in my existential identity as an American. I watched my community come forward in happiness and joy because she imagined a path forward built on the Roots of the Constitution. She reignited my waning flame of patriotism. And the multitudes coming out for her revealed how much we have changed.
And this man, this felon, this predator, this cretin, this bankrupt, this traitor, this insurrectionist, as he slithered through laughable public displays of dog whistling, lying, a dictator directed puppet dancing, completely revealed his disinterest in any form of a recognisable American Presidency.
He would not win my Country. No he absolutely wouldn’t.
But he did.
Yesterday, my airpods announced a message for a friend in England at 3:30 am, consoling me. Husband had asked the night before we go to bed at 10 to not have to know the Creature may have won. I had slept until this message. The bolt of loss went through my nervous system at light speed and tears burst. My Reality Construct collapsed.
I could not sleep, dressed in mourning, collected The Pack of Eight to the routine of predawn pee and poo at front and back yards, made tea, took supplements, called England, heard two very old friends join me in tolling the loss of so much that is coming for US and the World. We posited reasons this horror had seeded.
I went into intellectual flight, fending off the pummel of my existential grief. Imagined all the interference that had spilled the Red Wash over my US and I spoke my imaginings. Wanted the Woman, the Prosecutor to stand up and say, there is something wrong here. For several hours I held back my ocean of personal, National, and International Grief clinging to the imagined meetings she was having with Intelligence Agencies coming with the proof the Creature had Pirated America.
But, she conceded. She took the High Ground as per her mandate as current Vice President. I had the moment again of imagining her in that capacity on January 6th, 2025, not certifying this Rape, the thing her predecessor refused to do. I know, it was Evil of me. But it helped in the moment.
I turned on the View late in the afternoon. As these women who had broadcasted for years the truths of the Creature Predator Dictator’s Puppet, so graciously dodge the, “This is so FUCKED” Scream close to half the nation was feeling, I couldn’t hold back my choking sobs. After three minutes, I shut them off.
2016 to 2020 damn near killed me. My mother passed after the 2016 Election and my Grief river overwhelmed me. Of course we had not a clue about his affect and neither did he.
But now after four years of contemplating his failures to line his pockets and given that he will have no barriers for Presidential criminal acts thanks to his Supreme Court and a Red Senate and a potential of a Red House, he may have free reign to perpetrate anything which comes to his Psychotic mind.
We may well be at the end of the Republic. Remember one of his dog whistle carrots to his Maga deluded base a few months back was that if they voted in 2024, this would be the LAST ELECTION they would have to exert themselves about?
That means OUR LAST ELECTION, PEOPLE.
No more may we have the Right to Vote our opinions to protect ANYTHING in disagreement with a Fascist Regime which this may well be.
Education may be gutted. Police may be disbanded. The Department of Justice, gone. The Intelligence Agencies, gone.
And forget our NATO Alliance.
And Elon Musk in charge of our Economy which he promises to tank. And RFK, Jr., in charge of Healthcare…you gotta be fucking kidding me.
And Women will die or be too overburdened with childrearing kids they are governmentally forced to produce in the financial desert which more than likely his plans will create, to coalesce into any effective force against the assault on the fragile protections our grandmothers and mothers fought and died for which I have lived 65 years protected by and my daughters no longer have. And of course Women may not be able to Vote because we may have no more Vote.
Our family members, friends cooworkers, employees who sexually identify as other than heterosexual male and female will be stripped of their civil rights and left unprotected from the violence of those who believe them human abhorations.
For two Decades I have watched the resurrection of the Evil in the Nazi Zeitgeist in our population which caused the mechanised annihilation of people who were identified as Other, whether because of physical “disabilities”, or cultural and religious adherences in Nazi Germany.
That Evil has different itterations in different cultures around the Globe and has been the source of genocides throughout human history. It is Humanity’s greatest Sin, this inability to embrace and strengthen from our similarities rather than divide in defending our differences causing us to kill or enslave OTHER.
November 5th, 2024 the United States of America seemingly voted to reup all of Humanity’s most Evil attributes.
Where is my compass needle as I am Snowed in two days later? Its needle is still swirling. If I am Honest, I am Enraged.
I will not fall into the trap of wringing my hands and taking on Guilt for not being effective enough to whip my personal World outward enough to ripple into others who cannot know what I know because of their ignorance and misinformed siloing, their inability to see how manipulated they have been.
But I have always been an outliar circling the edges of humans who collect around agreement which inevitably leave others out. I have always seen the social fencing off and have tried to bring together those who will not see beyond their Other fears.
I have wondered for the last ten years why am I here in this lifetime at this inflection point of World choices. Is it just to Witness the final Fail of Humanity’s Promise?
I believe in the Power of Love and Light. I believe in the Power of Compassion. Those Powers are the Energy Source for my Life’s Actions. I Voted for A WOMAN who projected those Powers not only in her professional experience but also made a Promise to bring those Powers to her proposed Presidency. In the last three months I saw in her supporters and surrogates from all sides of our divisions, my inherent Compassion for all of US. The Light in all of US.
Now Darkness lurks.
For all of US on both sides of what may truly be our last democratic Election, even if you voted for that Darkness deludedly percieving it as the answer to all you struggle about, I will Light my Candles for you as we all struggle to survive what you have brought on.
“Forgive them,Father, for they know not what they do.”
We have been faced with this lesson over and over. We continue to fail, suffer the consequences, and this time the Planet cannot allow us years, decades, or centuries to redeem ourselves.
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