Election

I have quite a few friends who managed to avoid watching the results come in last night. I don’t know how they did it. I spent my evening refreshing my phone and feeling hope dwindle while watching a docudrama about a famous murder case from the 1990s. ‘Cause it’s more relaxing than the state of our country’s leadership.

As I went to bed, I saw that it was over, and for the first time I felt personally that the citizens of my country hate women. They don’t care about women. Of course this got me thinking about how I’m in a position that is second to the safest position – white cisgender, heterosexual men. The second safest person is me – white, cisgendered heterosexual woman who’s outside her child-bearing years.

And if I feel hated, generally speaking, I cannot fathom the fear, anxiety, discomfort, disappointment and rage people who are not like me feel. Our diversity is what makes us who we are.

I also looked at the results map for the house of representatives and it’s the first time I really felt that Handmaid’s Tale fear. New England was entirely blue, and pretty much EVERYWHERE ELSE was red. It looks like a battleground waiting to enter our borders.

The Boston Globe made a post about the representative who won in our state, and every single comment I read was negative, hateful, and vile.

Tomorrow is the opening of our show, and I hope it’s a small thing that people will look forward to and that it will provide a brief escape.