I'm a little afraid of running across a vocal Trump supporter. [View all]

[byronius]

Because I'm afraid of letting my rage out. Never a good thing. I spend a great deal of time dealing with my father's 'gift' for murderous, intelligent violence, and the Event has left me with a too-thin veneer of civilized calm. I'm a large male with martial arts training, and I'm utterly grateful to live in a very Blue area (87.5%!), and to have no family or coworkers who will admit to voting for the Event.

That guy on the Delta plane? Would have been Sad. So Sad. Hijab denigrators? Proud racists? Better be in a large group, fuckers.

I feel for all the Blue souls in red areas. Think about them often, and send them Vibes.

I'm trying to moderate these impulses and avoid triggers. Meditation, exercise, thought-direction: anything I can do.

But I'm a primate deep down. We all are. Faced with a screeching baboon with bared teeth, it's going to be the fight of my life to stay remotely civil.

Goddamn it.

We're in the middle of an undeclared civil war. They're dreaming the most un-American dreams ever dreamed. They won't succeed, because they are by definition the Most Incompetent Among Us. Can't think their way out of a paper bag. Don't have anything but bad dreams and hatred in their hearts. They're grooving on this Fake Ascendancy -- by which I mean it's all based on methodically-planned long-term destruction of everything that makes America great -- education, diversity, civil behavior. They've been sewing these seeds all my life.

I realize that it's a trap, these violent impulses. It's the social virus that Vladimir installed in our culture. While we tear each other apart, Russia will rise.

Big test for me. Breathe. Overcome the primate. Endure.

And to my brothers and sisters awash in the hatred -- I think of you everyday.