I just happen to think the truth is obvious
I am writing this on Monday, Nov 2, the day before the election.
I hope that when you read this, we are all happy.
I hope that when you read this, we are celebrating.
I hope that when you read this, we are on the road to managing covid, addressing police brutality, and, in general, having decent leadership and being a decent, compassionate nation that is a beacon to the rest of the world again.
I hope we are truly making America great again.
Friends on facebook have told me they think I am brave for supporting Biden and being open about my absolute disgust of Donald Trump. Because they own small businesses, they are not in a position to speak out, they say. But they admire my courage.
I am not brave.
I am not courageous.
I am a white woman born in the US, which means I am in the class of the luckiest women on earth.
Brave is marching in a BLM protest when you know there will be tear gas and you might be arrested.
Brave is protesting the Belarusian election, where you risk being shot.
Brave is standing in front of the tanks in Tiananmen Square, knowing you will probably be killed by your own government.
Brave is even saying you think Trump is awful on a blog where you reveal your identity instead of writing anonymously, as I do here.
There is nothing brave about saying on facebook, with your settings at “friends only” that you think the I hope soon to be former president of the US is a horrible human being and the worst president ever, especially if most of your friends and relatives agree with you.
But if that horrible man wins, I will have to be brave. I hope I have what it takes.