Yes this is a political post. And you should read it anyways if you’re not keen about it.
A few days ago, I saw a picture of a child in a cage crying. When I read the comments, I thought it was just Trump supporters dreaming of being able to do this.
Today I read that it was real. Today I heard a Latino say he was Spanish, not Mexican. Today I heard a Latina say she’s afraid to report crimes committed against her in fear of being deported even though she is perfectly legal. I watched a news anchor explain a child with Downs Syndrome was separated from her mother and another anchor said “wah wah”. I read rosaries are being confiscated.
A few months ago Parkland High School was shot up. People don’t believe women about sexual assault and rape. No one cares about Syria.
What I’m saying is people don’t care about things unless it personally involves them.
I’m absolutely sickened and nearly speechless. I feel helpless and voiceless. I feel small and insignificant in the world of change. A famous politician said once, “you can’t change people’s minds but you can change the law”. I disagree as that is my whole life’s motivation. Yes I’m writing and working to change people’s minds bit by bit.
But enough about me. As sad and mortified as I feel about this, it doesn’t matter how I feel. Maybe a bit because it’s enabling me to talk about it.. but I mean, like, could you imagine sitting in a cage? Separated from your parents as a young kid with people in authority who don’t know your language? As meh as my Wednesday is going so far, it’s so insignificant to what so many families are now burdened with because of racist white America. (Sub point about the guy who said he was Spanish, not Mexican even though he’s from Mexico. It’s a colorism thing. It’s disgustingly preferred to be Spanish than Latin in some people’s eyes. And yes, that can even be internalized.)
And leaving the UN while simultaneously blaming your opponents to keep up your evil ways?
Even on these tough days, I refuse to be jaded. I refuse to be silent in the face of my oppressor. Even if I’m deigned to be a social media warrior, the revolution will not be televised.