“Groan silently; make no mourning for the dead”

I stayed up late, knocking out a quarter or so before one a.m. I kept my TV on with the volume lowered to just above a whisper. I do this whenever there is a major storm brewing outside my window—natural or political. It’s almost reminiscent to the 2004 election. A part of me wanted to deny the truth that had set into my heart early on in the day. John Kerry wasn’t the most likable or charismatic candidate, but standing next to Al Gore the man was a marching band. And standing next John Kerry, Hillary Clinton was an orchestra on the rise of a crescendo. Obama? Don’t get me started on Obama. I love the guy. A great speaker, well-learned. Standing him next to any of the listed candidates is unfair.

I turned off the TV before any results spilled in. Hillary Clinton was losing, had lost. I knew it the moment I woke up in the morning. A sudden dread had cast itself upon me. I read all the polls. Read all the blogs. Read tweets and interviews and political insights. Everyone—well, nearly everyone—all agreed, Hillary could take this election in a landslide.

Sleep reminded me to check my phone at 4:20 a.m. to see what I had already knew. The country had elected Donald Trump as its next leader. And while it seemed like a nightmare in the making, there was nothing I could do about it. Nothing anyone could do about it.

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As expected, the social media backlash was astounding. Names were called. People broke down on their Twitters (I was one of them). We called out Jill Stein and Gary Johnson as spoilers (which they were, but not enough to actually affect this election). People exclaimed that the Electoral College is an outdated system (an argument I’ve made several times in the past even when the vote was in my favor). Hillary, like Al Gore, won the popular vote while failing to secure the electoral one.

And now we play the blame-game, seeking out who is most at fault. The under educated? The Alt-right? Republicans for allowing this charade get out of hand?

I’m comfortable blaming the Alt-right for now. And maybe the Democrats. And the far-left liberals. Who knows?

Joke as I may about moving to New Zealand and starting a new life there, I will not abandon my country. And neither should you. This election was our Brexit. It is our monster and we must tame it before it continues to poison our waters. This isn’t just a Democrat problem, it’s everyone’s problem. And no, this country isn’t doomed. It may be in shambles, and it may get worse, but it isn’t over. It isn’t dead. It’s united by division. It’s our separate opinions that make us strong. Forgetting that will only make us weak.

So grieve, yes. Cry, sure. But don’t you dare give up. Don’t you dare stop keeping tabs on those who are in office. And don’t you dare forget to vote in two years during the mid-term election.

And for those of you whining and protesting about how the system is broke, letting your vote go to waste by not casting it like so many did last night—I have this to say to you: Grow the fuck up.


This Post is Inappropriate for All Ages

via Tu Es Une Fraise

You know me, I’m blasphemous when I can. Or when I just decide it’s for the best. I’m not blasphemous because I like to tick people off, I just do it to mirror how stupid their beliefs are. Not their religion, their beliefs. There’s a difference.

Today at work, we were told one of our books was inappropriate for children. I won’t say which book or who was suspected of stating that, but I will say that the library has far more racier things in the children’s department than a book with just words.

I’m not a fan of censorship, I’ve said this a few times. Any parents who takes it into his or her hands to police what every child reads is far up on the list of people who piss me off. Raising your children is one thing, raising other people’s children when no one asked you to is down right Republican, if you ask me.

So what’s appropriate? I’m sure no one will state the Holy Bible is appropriate for children. It isn’t. It’s filled up with gross acts, murders, sins, whores, selling daughters for land, incest, nudity, etc.

I find it hard to believe that would get the vote against a few Spanish insults. Just stay away from the entire Spanish section, namely the books dealing with human anatomy and growth. Those books make me blush.

On another subject

Someone shared a post on Facebook yesterday stating the flaw in scientific logic. Namely, that a single-cell organism found on a distant planet is considered life, but a single-cell organism inside the womb isn’t. There’s a hole in this logic that I could drive a truck through, and I don’t know who to drive (okay, that’s not entirely true).

A single-cell organism is considered life, but it’s not considered human life. I know that sounds pretty pro-choice of me, but it’s what I believe. Life doesn’t equal human life anymore than an orange equals an apple because they’re both fruit.

Someone said we’re giving things more rights than people – meaning, unborn fetuses. Is that so? Are we allowing homosexuals to marry yet? Are we building weapons that will track down and kill only the wicked?

My argument was never in favor for abortion, it was in favor of one point. If you’re going to go around fighting for human life, you better fight for all human life, not just selective.

The right state that we use labels like fetus rather than human to justify abortion. I don’t think it’s fair to state that when they use labels like collateral damage in place of innocent bystanders our military just happened to kill.

I might be old fashion, here, but aren’t pro-lifers also supportive of the death penalty? The argument can be flipped to state that pro-choice people are against the death penalty. I’ve known a few who state otherwise. I’m against the death penalty because I don’t see it as a punishment. It’s actually a rather Christian punishment because they believe the person will probably wind up in hell. I don’t by into that. Death isn’t a punishment, it’s a get out of jail free card. A person cannot pay for his crimes by being dead. It won’t heal wounds and restore the wrong he’s done.

With that in mind, I do believe some people don’t deserve to live. Note, that is  nothing like thinking a person deserves to die. No one deserves to die. Death isn’t a gift. Life, no matter where you stand on the argument, is. When you aren’t allowed to live while still being alive is far worse of a punishment than being sent to your death – you’re dead, what do you care?

It just happens that most of my pro-life pro-death penalty are also the same lot that state people are cowards when they kill themselves. It’s a funny world we live in, ain’t it?