So right now President Obama is helping Trump (because I refuse to call him President Elect) in his transition of power. I’m not going to lie folks, I was fucking depressed yesterday. I just canceled all my appointments, and just sat in my room in my night-gown reading fanfic.
Today, I actually got up and took a long walk and realized that the world is moving on. The world is picking themselves up and marching. I live in San Antonio, and there were almost zero protests here (because San Antonio is lame) but in Austin people were marching in the streets and I wish I could have been there.
But since I can’t be there, I’m just going to say right here and now that Trump won this shit by conning folks, by deception and by cheating and I fucking refuse to sit down and shut up. But I’m also scared to leave my house. I heard about a black lady who was accosted with a gun by a bunch of white trump supporters. I’m honestly thinking of buying pepper spray. My dad who is ex-military already brought a gun.
But even through my fear, I’m going to speak out until I can no longer speak out. I’m not moving to Canada, I’m not fleeing the country that my family help built for years, in where my father served his country for. We deserve to be here, and I’m not going anywhere
And if you come at me in the streets, I’m going to pepper spray your ass and call the police. Because that shit is illegal and you deserve to be in jail. And if the police won’t help me, I’m taking it to the public, to the media, to social media. I will not be silenced, I won’t back down.
And for all my people of color, for my dreamers, and illegal immigrants, for Muslims, pagans, Buddhists, Jewish, Hindus, for my gays, my lesbians, my asexuals, my bisexuals, my trans brothers and sisters I will be right beside you. Keep your chin up! Ya’ll, pick up your goddamn picket signs, and march until you no longer able to.