Saturday, November 7, 2020

November 7, 2020

November 7, 2020 

I don’t recall having such a sustained feeling of optimism- I mean, perhaps before the pandemic? But I think earlier still - like 4 years ago on the night before Election Day when we (thought) we were about to elect the first woman President. Since then it’s been a long March through kübler Ross to get to this tenuous and uncomfortable acceptance. 

I wonder now, how the Trump supporters will navigate their own Kübler Ross journey. At the moment denial is strong. Mostly I fear for when they enter their anger phase - especially the heavily armed ones who also might turn those weapons on themselves as the depression sets in. Meanwhile among the more seasoned members of the GOP, it seems many have already entered into the bargaining phase. 

I wonder of course when or if we can get to a point of acceptance of each other - to see ourselves as we truly are, with all our flaws and not the heroic or demonic pictures we’ve painted. Biden probably is best suited for that task (honestly, I have to check my own desire for vengeance and purges). He’ll be viewed by some as a Corporate tool, a pawn of Capitalism, as well a revolutionary socialist by others. There are many wounds that need to heal, some reaching back centuries. 

It’s still months away till Inauguration Day, much to process, plan, and prepare - but today it seems doable in a way it didn’t before.



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