Huh.

Nov. 3rd, 2004 12:42 pm
aerdran: (Ship)
My, is there a lot of hatred being spewed out there or what? Not that I didn't expect it after election day, but it still boggles my mind. This was a dirty race, there's no doubt about that; and it seems like there is only going to be more dirt flung about. It would have happened regardless of who became president, though. Such a nasty, unpleasant campaign could only lead to that. There are people who are right now filled with hate, pessimism, and so many sorts of other negative emotions that it kind of leaves the head reeling.

But you know what? I can't even begin to let any of that get me down. While people are predicting some pretty dire things for the next four years (and personally, I believe it was a damnable choice either way), I can't do that. I look now at little Madison sitting in my arms, and all I can feel a sense of hope that I'm certainly not going to let get away. I guess some people would be sitting here predicting a dark future for her and feeling bad about that, but I can't. Sorry, but I'm not buying into it. I can see only light and a profound sense of good things yet to come. Does that make me deluded and full of false hopes? Nope. Some will say it does, and they have a right to their opinion, but I don't see it that way at all. Surprise?

So yes. Bush is president for the next four years, during which who knows what will happen. I don't, and really, neither does anyone else. But I do know that I'm certainly going to make sure those years are filled with better things for myself and those I can influence, and I'm not going to go through that time filled with gloom and doom, anymore than I would had Kerry been elected. Like [livejournal.com profile] mythude said, it's only four years. I like his perspective on it. Hopefully the next election will find candidates who are actually worthy running for office. That would be a nice change from this election. It got to be hard to see the forest for the trees with all of the mud slung on both sides.

So hate me, love me, care not at all for me, but hey, I'm a happy person today. I don't see that changing anytime soon. I have one of those best things in life sitting on my lap and I'm going to enjoy her. To do anything else would be a disservice to her, I think.
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I just got through watching an episode of Third Watch on tape, and it was an interesting and pretty thought provoking one. Racism loomed large. It started with the paramedic partners, Doc (black) and Carlos, going to a shooting at a restaurant. Some people died and Doc worked on a young black waitress. Got her to the hospital, yadda yadda, and all the news programs mentioned was a white teacher who died. Everyone else was "the others." This rankled with Doc, which I can understand, and he started seeing the sorts of more subtle racism that faced him, including with police. It was hard for me to understand, which isn't surprising at all. I've never lived it, but it's pretty damn awful. I've heard of many different occasions from Mikel, Doug, and other black friends, and it continues to boggle my mind. How, why, all those questions cross my mind when I think of these things. How can people still think that way and why is it still accepted in certain circles (read: police)? It's not just a thing you hear about on TV, folks. It happens. I've been around when it's happened to friends. I can't understand it. I see these friends of mine who are so great and all, and then I look at people outside of our group, out in the public, and how they look at these people that I love so much. It's not right, it really isn't. When will it change?

I hope so much that things change soon. I have two boys, two African American boys that I've adopted. Well, they're not boys anymore, the youngest is 18 now. He still lives here, and I go out into the big, bad world with him, and I see those looks. Distrust, fear, anger, and yeah, hatred. It pisses me off no end, it really does. Why should he get those looks just by walking down the street and doing nothing? It's sickening, it really is. Nobody asks or even seems to care just how great he is. Nobody wants to know just how good he is with his little brother Jason or how he'll jump in John's face to defend me. Or how he does everything he can for me when I'm tired or not feeling well. Why don't those things matter?

Then there's Doug. Hell of a poet and really a great guy. He's been through Hell and back on more than one occasion. Then Mikel, who I can't begin to say enough about. He's my best friend and has done more for me than I can ever say. I can't say enough good about any of these terrific people. And to think that there are people out there who won't look past the colour of their skin just makes me mad. Of course, those people are the ones missing out, but it doesn't keep me from feeling this way. The world is full enough of hate as it is, why feel it for people who have done absolutely nothing to deserve it? That kind of ignorance is just beyond me. So many stories I've heard from so many minorities and it still surprises me sometimes. When can the world get past these things?

I'd say the human race sucks, but you know what? That generalization just doesn't cut it. I know some of the best people in the world. I guess that saying about one bad apple really does tend to run true, doesn't it? I'm just glad that my overall experiences have been so good. I wish everyone could be so lucky.

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