How do I speak for myself? Better yet here is another question. How we all speak speak? Even further how do we speak for those who cannot? What about those who speak only to be silenced? In the age of Trump there are many questions. I didn't want to use this blog for politics, but I felt had no choice. Can you feel the country started on edge right now, or between a rock and a hard place? Between all of this, what's happening right now in present time as I write this to precise; I still constantly try to relive one night. It was the scariest night of my life, and it was the night my nightmares came true; along with my heart broken in ways, I could never imagine. Backing way up, it's been six months since the night of 11/8 and it's a night that will forever linger in my mind as the scariest night of my life. I wrote a long blog recalling the events of that night, and still find myself racking the event in my mind. As the months went on a saw a nightmare that was foreseen a year ago begin the unfold, as the civil unrest and domestic disputes began. The Facebook was the only place I could express my distraught belief and civil resistance. If anything my Facebook page had gone nuclear, and I had lost over a dozen or more Facebook friends. I had not been able to attend any big protest by night of the election or the nights after. Alcohol had a lot to do with it the night of 11/8. I knew that 1/20 was going to be a day of resistance and mass protests all over the country. I lead myself to join the Seattle Socialist Alternative even through during the election I didn't consider myself a socialist but still would have voted for Bernie Sanders if he had become the nominee. While I support the socialist and their agenda I don't openly consider myself a socialist. I still believe in the strength of the Democratic Party, despite our failure in 2016. Most socialist aren't happy with one openly admiring they're a Democrat at their rally's because they considered the Democratic Party a capitalist party that our country needs to move away from. I am willing to accept a socialist president but I don't believe our country will be ready to elect one in 2020, and if they do they'll have to run as Democrat. Right now as of 2017 our top choices to run for President our Elizabeth Warren Bernie Sanders and Michelle Obama. Elizabeth Warren in the middle of these numbers, she has aggressively gone after big banks, and attacked Trump, with grit. and persistence. Sanders age would be much concern who could still be able to draw the youth crowd, and President Obama has stated his long time wife is not interested in public office. I spent the months of December and the first nineteen days of January planning for the big inauguration day protest. I was so unsatisfied with the first demonstration I attended that the only place I had to voice my politics. After I was unsatisfied with my first anti-Trump demonstration in Seattle's Cal Anderson Park I had to wait almost three and half months to let out my anger, and let my voice heard. The best day I could think of to let my voice be heard and get out my anger was no other than inauguration day. I knew during this day when Trump would take the oath of office there would be mass protesting. I knew this day would be a day mourning for America. I day when the echoes of the 1960s would find their way back out from the shadows of the past. Songs such as Bob Dylans, The times they are a changing, Eve of Destruction, Sounds of Silence, would find their way into the souls of today's radical youth. Between the months of December and November as celebrated Thanksgiving and Christmas, the movement seemed to calm itself even through millions of cities around the world had poured into the city to protest government corruption and capitalism. The distraction of the holidays left America in a lackadaisical funk as a storm was brewing as we sat down and celebrated. As the holidays came to an end and the New Year began not only were many Americans (incept Republicans) minds haunted by the what could have been the most emotionally stressful election in US history, one election that tore apart friendships, marriages, and left many people's lives feeling destroyed and empty (besides Republicans). For almost two and half months I began planning and preparing for what knew would be the biggest march I would ever attend in my life. As the days began to linger the closer The Sounds of Silence, and the outcries from the 1960s began to become more than just mere echoes; because they became all so clear. I sat in my apartment during the bewitching hours of 1/20 and played the music of Simon, and Garfunkel knowing what was the come.
Lately, I have been on edge with this current Administration and The Republicans, in general, I think at the Socialist Alternative Rally they said it best, the quote "when Trumps was announced the winner I saw my sons fear stricken face, he was in fear he'd be deported". All the Republicans have cared about was losing their fucking guns. They kept their penis enlargement, but they keep blaming Obama and Anti-gun laws for Chicago becoming a shit hole, when Chicago has pretty much always been a shit hole, and gangs are the main source of the problem. Oh, the list goes on and on and our country could be heading into either another civil war and an age of disintegration; either way we're going to tare each other apart. On the day of 1/20 tensions were building in DC as a man whom he ran a campaign on racism, bullying which included insulting Muslims, Mexicans; and vulgarity toward women was sworn in as the 45th president of the United States. In DC there were riots and looting, they even tried to block the path of Trump's motorcade. Here in Seattle things were little more peaceful as a march started from Judkins Park making its way to downtown Westlake Park. As I planned to for over two and half months and was excited to do so, I myself attended The Occupy Inauguration hosted by The Seattle Socialist Alternative. As I stepped out of the of the Uber for the first time in over three and half months I was surrounded by people who were just as angry as I was. I began broadcasting live on Facebook, and I yelled out "Donald Trump is a fucking pedophile" and an attendee looked at me and smiled.As the sun went down at the night began to dawn, I listened to the many speeches from that were presented. After I heard the voices speak out that needed to speak out, and chanted "DONALD TRUMP GO AWAY, RACIST SEXIST ANTI-GAY!!! and join in on Native American prayer, I followed other protesters out of Westlake Park. I realized a few minutes later that these people were not marching anywhere, and I was misinformed about there being a march. I made my way back to Westlake park feeling disappointed since for almost three months now I had been wanting to take part in a march. Then as just about to make my way back to the park something amazing happened. I turned a corner to my left and saw a sea of people flicking down the street. It was what I had been waiting over two and half months, and it was one the most powerful statements of democracy I had ever seen in flesh and blood. This was no longer something in my Facebook feed being viewed on the glaring screen of my smart phone, We sat in the middle of street corner were marched through the capital hill, and went across the University Bridge. It was when you got to UW campus we started showing our outrage for the speaker that night Milo Yiannopoulos. People began chanting hate harms everyone, and that words for even projected on the wall of the red square building. Little did I know, and I didn't see it happen, but I think during the time I made my way to the campus there was shooting. Police were telling everyone to get into the tighter groups and not spread out. The crowd died down after an hour or so, and once my phone's battery got dangerously low, I called an Uber from there. I could not attend the women's march which dwarfed and overshadowed the one I attended, but I was none the less proud. Since Inauguration day I have attending other demonstrations. The second one I attended was once again organized by the Seattle Socialist Alternative, and it was for WA state immigrant who was being held in custody and put on trial for his immigration status. The Third was a protest for Congressmen Dave Reinart who refuses to do town meetings and face his constituents. I then later attended two demonstrations in one day The Tax March, and A massive Black Lives Matter March. I hope they do another Women's March so this time I can attend. I write this blog asking myself how to we speak for our selves as we have become divided in this great nation. We have become divided more than ever before, and soon this country could face cultural disintegration or could even enter another civil war (in a symbolic sense.) The night of 11/8 still haunts me every day, and I ask myself how do I speak. Often when I am down I think of that Sum 41 song even though I am not a big Sum 41 fan (never really was) the lyrics that go "Everybody's got their problems, everybody says the same thing to you, it's just a matter how you solve them and knowing how to change things you've been through. I always thought I could apply these lyrics to many different problems. But I also ask myself "how do I speak" than other ask me why do I protest and march. Maybe that I speak, and maybe that's how I speak for others that can't speak for themselves. Those who wish for any reason they don't want to protest can speak in different ways by organizing in their own community. It's clear that many people hate for 45th president on a grass roots scale in which this nation has never seen, You can say many hated Clinton, Bush II, and Obama but I am talking on the level of the grass roots movement that is sweeping this country; and what I do believe is out numbering both sides of the right. I can write this two ways where I can write about the last six months of 45 or I can just lackadaisical and talk about the last six weeks as of 8/19 Trump has fired his Chief Strategist and Cheif and Staff hires a new Chief of Staff, hires a new communications director then fires him, (his fourth in seven months. He publicly shamed attorney general multiple times, loses a health care bill, banned transgender from the military without even letting the military know about it. He makes a crude speech to The Boy scouts of American with leads the ordination to publicly apologize. He then challenges Kim Jon Un in penis size competition by threatening the nation with nukes. Trump quotes that "North Korea will see fire and fury like the world have never seen" which leads Kim Jon Um to contemplate bombing Guam. With Trumps quick to anger and lip movements he could easily lead us into a nuclear war in ways no other President could have. Trump words alone are dangerous, and should not be spoken on the world stage. But how could one President top the threat of nuclear war. Last week in Charlton Virginia a group of Neo Nazi marched with tiki torches in order to protect of the Confederate statue. Some wore Make America Great Again hats along with outfit similar to what the president wears during his golf trips. These individuals shouted things such as "white lives matter" and "Jews will not replace us". Trump did not condemn nor silence this group. He said there were good people on both sides, and even said such things as an alt left existed. His statement was lackadaisical, and his denouncing of the Neo Nazis or (alt right) was forced. A woman standing up for hatred and bigotry died during a counter protest in Charlton VA, as a car rammed into a crowed of counter protesters.
The President did not condemn the Neo Nazi in Va, and said there were good people on both sides.....well he did but I was two days later. It was too late for Trump to apologize. This is the movement he been feeding, and these are people that got him elected not the 99 percent. Trump condemning The Neo Nazis was forced, and not out of free will.
There were many ways I could have written this blog and many more things I could have talked about. I talked about election night, and how it still haunts me; and the count down to inauguration day as I was about to join a grass roots movement. How do we speak, how do we argue, how do we act. One's things for sure after last week. The gloves are off. Our President Donald John Trump is a racist. He must be removed from office or impeached or forced to resign. If not either of the two we must make sure he doesn't get reelected come November of 2020. We must keep the resistance going, Donald Trump must go. He is dangerous with his words and rhetoric, and his a threat to our democracy. Do what you can do let your voice be heard. If you cannot speak I guarantee someone out there will speak for you.
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