Time. Will. Tell.
I am worried about more things than I can even begin to get into right now. Like so many people, I’ve been on Facebook trying to make sense of what’s going on and what’s going to happen. As with any shock, you try to piece together why and how we got here.
During times of unrest and anger, I’ve often said that unhappy people do unhappy things. Why does someone blew up a marathon? They’re unhappy. Why do people revolt against an oppressive government? They’re unhappy. Why do people protest? Unhappy again. Often, at the root of this unhappiness is fear. For all the differences we tend to focus on, it’s amazing how similar our fears are. We all want a roof over our head and food on the table. We want our families to be safe and healthy. We want to be able to enjoy some cultural pleasures like worshiping or gathering to celebrate traditions. We want to at least feel secure. We react amazingly similar when these basic needs are threatened, or perceived to be threatened.
I asked several people who supported our future president, why? And, they all presented relatively sound reasons and in many ways, we are on the same page. Some felt their rights were in danger. Some feel they need to protect innocent organisms. Some are tired of working so very hard, for so very little. Some feel let-down by the status quo. Regardless of motivation, two things are evident. One, a common thread among them all is fear and/or unhappiness; and two, none of them happen to be in a position to feel the pain of their decision, yet, as none of them are among the vulnerable.
The main difference is how we feel that the fear and unhappiness should be relieved. I want to prevent the damage the careless, predatory, and fraudulent financial practices did to the American economy in 2006. I want business executives to have to compensate domestically when they send jobs overseas to save on labor costs. I believe civil rights and equality are a way to bring people together. I see immigration as something we all benefited from at one point and have no right to deny the next generation. I consider healthcare something we should help each other attain by pooling funding. I believe the worker is as important as the shareholder. I’d like to be able to drink my tap water again one day so the state of our environment should be a priority. Naturally, I aligned my vote with policies that do their best to have the best interest of the greatest number of people in mind. Nothing is perfect but at least things would have continued to move along in a semi-positive direction.
Now, the die has been cast.
As a writer, a journalist, which seems to be a very depreciated occupation these days, it is my purpose/responsibility to record events as honestly and objectively as possible. I may share projections and personal experiences because this is not a professional outlet but I will faithfully disclaim any editorials from objective observations. As an aside, I can’t blame people for feeling let down by the media. When I was in school, we were taught to look for the story people weren’t talking about; to look for the story inside the story; present the point of view less taken. We were taught to be the voice of objectivity; to present the facts as best we could and let people decide for themselves. We provided the numbers but people were expected to solve the equation. Now, no one has time to think and process and this is a really big problem. Even though the campaign season was ridiculously long, the number of issues presented was remarkably low, delivered in catchy bits, over, and over, and over again.
In coming years, a multitude of faithful records will be invaluable. The voices of the observers will create a tapestry of truth, like pieces of a puzzle that show the full picture only when they’re all assembled. I am committed to playing my part in that tapestry.