A reflection on my reaction to what's unfolding in the US after yesterday's events at the capitol
I woke up this morning prepared to see the “shock” at what happened yesterday at the capitol, but it doesn’t keep me from feeling angry about so many people feigning ignorance to what seems obvious; our country is built upon the energy of superiority, narcissism and an embodied, outdated definition of ‘survival of the fittest’.
As I perused social media and the comments under news stories I read, my eyes rolled each time I read a comment like, “I can’t believe the police are taking selfies with the insurgents” or “I really didn’t think something like this could happen here.” Comments like this make me want to scream from the rooftops; “have you not been paying attention? Have you not been listening to the people pointing it out or those threatening to do this? Where were you when we all watched a violin vigil and BLM protests get shut down with tear gas and rubber bullets?” It’s also making me nauseous as I hear people make inane comments about ‘hope’, ‘unity’ and other new age, hippie sentiments that serve as nothing more than balm for their own inner hurt before they go on with their white, middle class day.