So the election is over, and last night I was praying for that the results of the election was a nightmare and I would wake up to a sane and just world. Apparently, the real world is neither just or sane. So two months we will be signing in President Trump. But you know what I briefly considered moving to Canada.
First off, I can’t afford it. I’m a poor black artist, But also I’m not going away, I’m not going to be quiet. I’m here and queer and black and I will be shouting about it. I’m going to march in the streets with my queer brothers and sisters and my black brother and sisters. I will not like tyranny win.
But I want to you guys to not give up. To not go quietly into that good night. We bide our time, we will organize, we will march until they are no more people to talk about it.We went through Bush, and we can get through this.
Just please, please vote in the midterms and keep your chins up.