Cross-post from Facebook: a message to the Trump supporters in my life.

Hello, dear blog readers. It’s been a while. I’m hoping to update more frequently in the near future. This post is a bit of a departure for me, however, so be forewarned. While I choose very specifically to not link my Facebook account to this blog, my Twitter, or the side of my life that deals with online gaming, I am going to post here something I posted on my Facebook account today. Here it is, in its entirety. Please note that trolling or inflammatory comments will be purged with prejudice; ain’t nobody got time for that. 

I don’t do a lot of posting on Facebook anymore.

Honestly, I find this platform to be a big mess. It’s structured so that one sees what the algorithm wants one to see. That alone is enough to make me eschew posting most of the time, because I feel like most of the people I want to see my posts simply will not ever see them.

I maintain my account here for two reasons: 1) I want to stay connected with people in my life with whom I would otherwise lose connection, and 2) if I maintain my identity here, nobody can hack/steal my profile. Oh, and 3) event planning mostly happens on Facebook so if you’re not on it, you miss out on events. Not that that’s a thing with COVID, but it will be again someday.

Having said all that, I’m going to post an article here that was written back after the last Presidential election. It is as valid today as it was then, and maybe even more so, since the Usurper in Chief is literally undermining the structure of the country, from the rule of law to the economy. The reasons he is doing these things are immaterial; the result is what matters.

If you are a Trump supporter, you are then actively against me, my health and well-being, and my future. I am a woman, and I am a lesbian. Trump, as a misogynist and homophobe, is vehemently against both of those things, and is therefore completely against my existence. Simply put, if you support him, you are therefore also completely against my existence. Even if you love me; loving me does not make this less true.

As Ms. Deibert says, if you don’t want to do the work of admitting that the person who you support has actively made my life in this country more difficult, more dangerous and more terrifying, and making amends for that?

“If you don’t want to do that work: okay.

By “okay” I do not mean I forgive you or that we are cool. I mean, you have made a decision and I will react to it accordingly. Notice I didn’t say respect it. A blatant disregard for the well being of others is not worthy of respect. But I will acknowledge this is a choice you made and I will walk away.”

I am tired of having people who ostensibly love and/or care about me sending me messages and/or putting up posts that support this reprehensible Usurper’s viewpoints and plans to further destroy what used to be a great country. I am tired of seeing these posts defended by “well this is my opinion” and “we can agree to disagree”. I am tired of having to simply shut my mouth and not say anything and keep the peace because it’s probably not worth saying anything, since it will fall on deaf ears. None of this is okay. None of it. I shouldn’t have to forego defending my existence to keep the peace. I shouldn’t even need to defend my existence in the first place, god damn it.

I am tired of being so outraged at the things that are happening EVERY SINGLE DAY in this country at this man’s behest, that I cannot possibly feel any more outraged, and am stuck in inaction because the outrage is so weighty that I cannot breathe. The outrage fatigue is overwhelming and immobilizing, and fucking abhorrent.

So, if you are a Trump supporter, and you’re not willing to do the things outlined in this article to make amends to myself, and all the other people that you are actively hurting by supporting this narcissistic megalomaniac? Okay. You do you. But you can do it without me.

Dear Trump Supporter Who Says They Love Me by Amanda Deibert

 

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