When they go low...

WOW...I have no words. Currently I'm sitting in a Paris hotel having breakfast and a version of "Bridge over Troubled Water was playing in the back, and I took a moment to hear the words then instead of just hearing I decided to listen. These lyrics seem so prevalent in today's precarious times in my country...the good old U.S.of A now referred to as AmeriKKKa.

When you're weary, feeling small
When tears are in your eyes, I'll dry them all (all)
I'm on your side, oh, when times get rough
And friends just can't be found
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down

The lyric that made me cry and broke my heart was the "and friends just can't be found". And I think of all the "friends" I have lost over this election. As to me it not just about money, republican vs democrat but about human decency, fairness and equality. I did not believe in EITHER candidate but I voted my conscious as I knew I had to do what was best for the greater good. It was also the time I had to make my choice: do I keep facebook friends with people from my childhood, people I have worked with over the years, even a former lover? And my answer was NO...this is too important. Now the election is over and we have a new president-elect I am still deleting people as I can't have that type of distrust and hate in my life.

While sadden, I am also proud of so many of my friends and allies in this...mainly all from college and beyond but without them I would be a broken crying mess on the floor. I have been very fortunate to have a supportive sister, friends and family that makes losing the others not as bad, but it's still painful.

To those I am no longer friends with...I wish them well and the best in life. I also hope that one day they will have to face their own fears, bigotry and racism and see it for what it is, perhaps then they too will be able to go high, when others go low.

 

 

The less than half the population that voted in America made it painfully clear that I am nothing more than less of a person due to the color of my skin. My people are seen as lazy but no acknowledgment of the fact that it was due to our UNPAID labor that many of the bridges, railroads and buildings were built by us, hell even the furniture was stuffed using our HUMAN HAIR. Don't believe, then check this out: The Chair.