After Trump was elected I curled up in a small ball of fear. For days. Didn’t leave my apartment. I mean literally curled up. I spent 72 hours looking at my knees. And I was thinking, like, these knees are like America, you know? There’s a right knee and a left knee, and once upon a time they had to work together to move forward, but now it’s like, the right knee is in charge! We will hop now? Hop towards a future where women are put in jail for thinking they can have birth control?
And I was like, thinking about all my relatives who probably voted for Trump because they’re, you know, old? And so they probably vote like old people who are afraid Muslims will take away bacon at Denny’s or something, which is ludicrous, although if you read that piece in Slate about the Pork-Industrial Complex and how the runoff from the “farms” is polluting the groundwater, maybe a ban would be okay and I would sign the petition to help vegan-Muslim-eco intersectional awareness.
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