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Donald Trump is going to be president.
That’s fucking ugly, so I want you to just sit with it for a minute.
I know some people are working for a different outcome. I will rarely tell anyone not to act, and this includes my comrades petitioning the electoral college to reject Trump, or supporting efforts to recount the vote.
Still, fundamentally, our democracy isn’t built for this. The electoral college was never meant to serve the people, and it never will.
Tilt at all the windmills you want; many times, it’s worth it anyway. But we have to prepare for four ugly, terrifying, and bleak years.
Let’s talk about the slogan, “Love Trumps Hate,” which appears in the photo at the top.
I don’t love Trump’s hate, or the hateful fascists that are empowered by his election. I don’t think I can sit down with white nationalists, have an empowering conversation full of mutual understanding, and then hug it out.
The type of love that can trump hate is a fierce love. It’s holding my family, friends, and comrades close, no matter what. This isn’t a gentle, Hands Across America kind of love. It’s a protective love. It’s an angry, don’t-you-dare-fuck-with-me-or-mine love.
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