Election 2016

Yep, you’ve heard correctly! I am a first year Journalism student and ever since I got up here it’s been nothing but pure support from my classmates in terms of politics in the States, which I have been absolutely thankful for.

It’s been a very rough past few weeks and honestly, it’s still incredibly difficult to fully process what went on last night. Going on social media is like a never-ending fire that just keeps on burning and the flames just keep getting higher.

My friends back home are absolutely devastated. Some of my family is proud and happy about the results, and although I remain respectful of their choices, I am deeply saddened within my heart.

I watched as the suicide hotline number and the LGBTQ+ support number was passed around thousands and thousands of times last night on Twitter until tweets started popping up that the lines were coming up busy. People were crying. People were screaming. Shortly after Donald Trump passed the 270 mark, the University of California, Los Angeles, the University of California, Irvine and other colleges in California began to riot and hold peaceful protests.

My friends rushed to message me in a panic. Some called, bawling their eyes out with how upset they were. I watched them type furiously on Facebook, Twitter, Tumblr, send angry Snapchats, and get their frustration out in any way possible.

But I also have friends who supported Trump and faithfully voted for him. I’ve had so many numerous conversations with them to see their perspective and understand where they come from and honestly that’s what it comes down to — they just share a different view. They failed to understand just why people are currently fearing for their lives and are not okay with the events that transpired last night despite the fact that Mike Pence is basically considered the “bane” of LGBTQ+ community.

Do I believe Hillary Clinton was any better? Absolutely not. There is a rabbit hole of issues with her, the DNC, Debbie Shultz, Donna Brazile, and so many people that I basically start seeing red from how furious I get if I think about it too long. I voted for Bernie Sanders in the primaries and was with him the entire way through the nomination process and just the fact that I know he got flat out cheated in favor for somebody who the DNC thought was a “better pick against Donald”, makes this loss just that much more bitter.

Do I think she was still a better option than Donald J. Trump? Absolutely. There is no denying experience will always be a favor. But it honestly just goes to show that cheaters never win.

Were the results of last night shocking? 
To me — No.
To the people in the States — Yes.
To all the polling models, which some had Hillary winning with a 95% chance before voting started — Absolutely.
To the people in other countries — Well, you can look around you for that answer.

They weren’t shocking to me because this is American politics at its simplistic core. It’s corrupt. It’s unjust. It’s unfair. This isn’t a democracy, its an oligarchy. The DNC shot themselves in the foot and gave Hillary, whom already had a laundry list of horrible things she has said and done following her, the running shot — but this only caused more strife and divided people further from voting for her, Trump, or a third party. Now we must live with what they have done because their voice is bigger than the voice of every citizen, apparently.

Now when I go on Facebook its been nothing but “How?” “Why?” “Who?”, the blaming of third party voters, the blaming and unfriending of Trump supporters, the blaming of those who decided not to vote for whatever reason. People are tweeting and posting statuses filled with encouraging words to try to keep each other stronger. These words resonate so strongly because it amazes me that people are trying to stay steadfast and hold together in a time with so much hatred. Others are putting out anger to show their distaste and disgust for the new man that we must call our “leader” for the next 4 years.

I remain hopeful though — maybe this will actually kick-start something larger. A revolution. An uprising. Anything that can be seen as a call to action to everyone and won’t be written off by the corrupt American media as meaningless violence. Maybe we can finally demolish the two party system that we can see as clear as day is completely unfavorable and does not represent a democratic society with our electoral points and super delegates. Maybe we can finally have justice for those who don’t have the same rights as everyone else. Maybe we can stop racism, sexism, transphobia, and homophobia. Maybe we can stop seeing innocent bloodshed on our streets from corrupt people in blue uniforms.

Maybe one day, in the United States of America, we will have a day where every single person at sports event will actually be proud to stand for the National Anthem, instead of taking a knee.

Right now and for the foreseeable future, we won’t be having those days.