Rage, Hate and Death in America

White Nationalists have been rallying in Charlottesville Virginia, so far one is dead, and more than a dozen were wounded by a domestic terrorist attack with a car at the White Supremecist rally.  Total now is 3 dead due to this fucking rally.  All in the name of white power, and that line of bullshit.

David Duke (leader of the KKK) says this “represents a turning point for our country” and that “this is why we supported Donald Trump and he said he was going to give us our country back”…sick, sick, man.  He then reminded Trump that it was white Americans that elected him to do just this “taking of America back”.

The trash heap of bigotry that marched in to Charlottesville were pure and simple white supremecists, white nationalists and anti-equality morons.  These are individuals and groups like the KKK and David Duke, who have nothing but racial bigotry and hatred to spread and fuel across this land.  They are a scourge on our nation.  The do NOT represent our country.  This was a terror attack by white nationalists on America.  Trump, by not calling them out on it, just gave them more fuel.  HE is part of this problem; he is one of them.  His little “speech” did nothing to stop them or discourage them because he would not label them or call them out for what they are – nasty white supremecists.  I am fucking outraged now more than ever with his stupid orange ass.

It was a super difficult day here in America.  Everyone was watching things unfold in real-time on national television and talking about it amongst ourselves.  Tensions are running very high everywhere – not just in Charlottesville.  Yes, dear World, America is a fucking mess and is not the great nations she’s supposed to be anymore.  Somehow we have put a Nazi sympathizer, white nationalist lying bigot into the highest office of our land, and now he is showing us his true face; his true beliefs.  He’s supporting his “base” of these trashy, anti-American people with lies of omission and words to show he is sympathetic to their fucked up cause.  It’s one huge mess.  And we are all suffering, whether we admit it or not.  This is NOT what we signed up for.  This is NOT the true America that we were so proud of in the past.

The tensions even came tomy world today when I was at a big family gathering.  A small argument broke out.  I heard those ugly words “why can’t you support our President?”.  Why can’t I “support” him???  Why can’t HE support ME?  Why does he continue to bring hate and discontent to everyone everywhere that he touches or speaks to?

The Virginia governor, Terry McAuliffe, spoke out to the white nationalists very eloquently.  He told them to “go home and never come back” to his city or state.  He bravely stood before the cameras and mics and said everything that our president SHOULD have said.  watch here

It’s now Sunday morning, I am just waking up and am fearful to turn on the news and to see what today brings us.

We have so much going on here with this president who keeps our country is chaos.  He flirts with nuclear war with N. Korea, fuels racial strife in Virginia, and we never know what’s next out of his Twitter thumbs.  He’s a menace, a disgrace and we are in serious trouble.  I don’t know how we move forward from here, but we have to find a way.  We just have to.

Peace.  ~MB

 

Identity Complexity

“How do we bridge who we become with who we were?”

“Remember who you wanted to be”  quoted from a bumper sticker I saw yesterday

“Language sets expectations”

I seem to be running into all of these one-liners that are basically alluding to identity and I find this very interesting.

I have also had some conversation surrounding identity and how we embody it, about the multiple pieces of a person and how they make up the whole.

Also, in writing about intersectionality it spurred me to think about all of the things that make up me; all of those pieces, and how they all fit together with each other.  It’s hard to figure out which piece goes in what order when you start listing all of those aspects of yourself out.  Like, what comes first, what is your first identity?  Of course we all know that it’s your sex.  When you are born they automatically declare “it’s a Girl!” or “it’s a Boy!” and God forbid they can’t figure THAT out, then all hell breaks loose I would imagine.

So if our first identity is our sex, whether we are male or female, then our second identity would be what color we are – am I right?  Those will be the first things noticed about you when you are first seen, what sex and what color.  So, I started life as a white girl.  Oh but wait, wee what I did there…I listed white first.  So is my color or my sex predominant?

I read a lot about “white privilege”, so I think that your color is the predominant first identity.  Even in common conversation we tend to go to color first, like “the black kitten” not “the kitten black”  Am I making sense?  I am thinking this through as I write…so bear with me here.

Identity, as we know, changes over the course of life.  That’s just how it works.  There are some things that don’t change, like your color/race.  But we do go from being “girl” to being a “woman” at a certain age, and we develop into people with various other identities to tack onto the ones we start with.  Once you decide your sexual preference, there’s that.  So, now I am a white woman lesbian.  Jesus, this can be super complicated.

At one time in my life I was a soldier.  And thus that was part of my identity.  Now I am a former soldier, or a veteran.  At one time I identified as a Republican (go figure, it’s true though) but now I identify as independent in political thinking, leaning toward Democrat. I now identify as a Butch lesbian, but remember there is no singular experience of an identity.  So my Butch will be different from your Butch, maybe subtly or maybe starkly, but it will definitely be different.  People are all different, no two are ever exactly alike.

There are identities in class and socio-economic status too.  I’ve always identified as middle class, grew up that way and have maintained that middle class socio-economic status – although some days I feel poor as fuck, I know I do have privilege as middle-class.

This all brings me back to line one of this blog: How do we bridge who we become with who we were?  We all build history in our lives.  Years ago I was a hard-core drug addict.  Today, while I still fight the demons of addiction, I am not what I was once upon a time by any means.  I have evolved, grown, learned and improved in that area of my life and identity.  I think back to when I identified as a more conservative Republican and what that was all about.  I was in the military, perhaps I was sort of brain washed by the military machine.  Today I am much more concerned with social justice and equality than I was back then.

So, there are all of these pieces of ourselves that come together neatly – or so we hope – to make up who we become; who we are today.  Who knows what new pieces will be added to make up who we will be tomorrow, or next week.  Good thing is that as human beings, with very complex brains, we do have the ability to make concerted efforts and to make choices, thus we do have influence on what happens with our decisions.

These are all the pieces of my identity that intersect to make me ME:  A white Butch lesbian woman, independent, Methodist, working-class, HIV+, recovering addict, American, introvert, avg. intelligence, physically disabled, outspoken, employed, mobile, compassionate, activist…hell, the list can go on I suppose.

Like I said, I’ve been thinking about all of this because of the word intersectionality.  So, I’ve been thinking about the way the world sees me.  Not how you or my family sees me but how I am seen statistically.  (But then it is interesting to wonder about how my closer contacts identify me, too.)

Then I think about how the word is used when speaking about oppression, domination and discrimination.  Of course, I am already considered a 2nd class citizen because of the mere fact that I am female.  Men want and do dominate our world unfortunately.  Women will always fight male domination and oppression, I do not foresee a time when that will not be a fact in my lifetime.

Just this last week it was a full panel of MEN that were gathered and deciding on women’s health issues during the Trumpcare debacle.  Not one woman on that panel or in that room!  THAT, my friends, is fucking oppression and male domination at it’s finest – or worst I should say.  Why is it that men think they can or should ever be deciding on women’s health/body issues?  Where do they get the idea that it is THEIR job or duty to tell women what to do with their own bodies, or what is/isn’t going to be covered by insurance.  Insurance covers Viagra, so equally it should cover contraceptives.  Fair is fair in my book.  But not in the “book of men” I suppose.  No man should ever be making a woman’s decision for her. Ever.  That panel should have been ALL WOMEN.

I will leave you with  a quick question, which of your identities expose you to the most oppression, domination or discrimination?  Drop me a quick comment below and let’s talk a little about this.  I’m very interested to know what you think.

Peace!  ~MB