This was part of the soundtrack of my recent road trip (which I’ll get to posting about soon), and, as a forever fan of Riot Grrl rock, that song will go multi-platinum in my house by next year.  

If I lived in a sane country that had some awareness of what was at stake in this year’s election, I wouldn’t be writing what I’m about to write. I wouldn’t even have time to write something here, for I would’ve been tired from all the partying I did in the wake of Kamala Harris winning the election on the night of November 5th. Instead, I woke up on November 6th and found out that many Americans chose hate, prejudice, ignorance, and a Emeril-style BAM! of fascism, over joy, optimism, and a bright future for all Americans regardless of political affiliation.  

I’d ask why, but I already knew the answers in case I had to face the harsh reality of a Harris loss. Shameful, vile traits such as sexism, racism, and ignorance that had been ingrained in others had become accepted and even normalized ever since *that guy* first came into office eight years ago. And in those eight years came the rise of inceldom, (thanks to figures like Andrew Tate, Joe Rogan, and Jordan Peterson influencing young men), growing police brutality against innocent black people, misinformation on social media, and distrust in women who also were victims of abuse. Then there’s also the racism Obama had to put up with during his presidency, once denounced during his years, but normalized when *that guy* and his racism happened. It all equaled to a demented country that did not want to see a woman–let alone a woman of color–in place of power such as the presidency. It didn’t matter how qualified she was, or who her opponent was. A smart, strong, confident woman (and more so if she’s a woman of color) is now seen as a threat to modern America, not just by the ass-backwards males, but by the pick-me women clouded with jealousy as well. If Hillary and Kamala couldn’t win (even though Hillary should’ve won–stupid-ass outdated Electoral College), then likely neither can Taylor Swift or Beyonce if they ran for president against, say, Kid Rock. 

I had hopes Harris would win; I didn’t expect a landslide, but that the race would be called for her on Election night. A few red states would flip for her. I also toyed with the possibility of the election going on for days, given all the people that voted. I knew the opposition against Harris was there but thought she would defeat it (not easily, but defeat it one way or another). I was shocked on how large that opposition was. It’s like many people really haven’t learned from 2016 and chose to return to that godawful chaos.

By the way, I can never be gracious and classy to a rapist/convicted felon, not even in defeat. Why be nice with someone who clearly wants to ruin your life and those who you support? One thing I wished for Harris to have done was demand a recount of all votes in the country instead of conceding to *that guy* (who, as of 11/8/24, 4:50PM PST, is still crickets, as his MAGA cronies…🤔) the day after. 

It’s returned: America is, once again, a joke. And a far bigger and unfunnier one this time than in 2016. Other nations–with their universal health care, six-plus months paid parental leave, and low/free costs to higher education–are back to laughing their asses off at us. The American optimism that sparked when Harris entered the presidential race and carried on into the Summer Olympics, the Democratic National Convention, and in the many Harris rallies that saw hopefuls flaunting the red, white, and blue like it’s the Clinton 90s all over again, is now a bittersweet memory. Sweet in that there looked to be promises of a new golden era for this country, and bitter in that we were also blind to the many people who would assassinate that optimism on Election Day because “she’s a woman!” and “eggs are too expensive these days!” 

To all those who backstabbed Joe Biden (including those who vote Democratic), mainstream media that showed their biases against Biden and Harris in favor of ratings, the “both sides are the same” crowd, the ones who chose not to vote because “genocide”, those who thought Harris was “not black” or wouldn’t support black men, those who don’t even live in the US that groaned about how they “don’t care” about our election thinking it doesn’t matter in their country (bless their hearts), and those who believe “he will not affect ME because I voted for him!!”, you all gleefully Fucked Around and now welcome to the Find Out stage. I hope you are all happy. 

Those saying *that guy* “beat” two women, I raise you two women that DID beat him: 

May they have all the security and protection (and maybe a way out of the US) because they will need it more than ever now. 

Is there a silver lining in this election? Just one, but only for SF Giants fans and it’s petty: the World Series champs Dodgers get to meet *that guy* in their White House visit next year. 🤭 Hope it was worth going over the luxury tax for all those free agents, Bums! 

I recently said on my socials that I’m both childfree and sterilized, in response to an incel scumbag trying to claim what will never be his. I may not want kids, but I still voted for, among other things, the kids who are unable to vote this year in hopes for a better future for them. To see this polarizing sociopolitical environment the children are growing up in is scary, from them worrying about getting a proper education to them worrying about being the next victim of cyberbullying or, worse, a school shooting. This wasn’t my childhood, and I thank those who voted Democratic during my childhood/teen years in the late 80s to when I finally reached voting age in 2002. I didn’t want this generation of children to worry no longer. I tried. But tell me again how childfree women are sociopaths and selfish, JD Vance. 

 Some positives on my part: I understood the assignment since the start of this Election year. I was aware of who the GOP candidate would be. I voted for Biden in the Primaries, looked forward to voting for him on Nov. 5th, then supported and voted for Harris, and even attended two of her rallies during my Vegas trip. I may be in California where the election would’ve been called Harris at exactly 8:01PM Election night (and did), but my vote was also for those whose blue vote would be drowned out in their red state. Not once did I believe Biden was “too old” for the presidency and I didn’t want him to drop out, despite the heinous opposition against him. And not once did I tell everyone to “not vote” and that “both sides are bad”. I’m proud to have supported and voted for Biden and Harris, and I will forever believe that THEY DESERVED BETTER. 

Now, back to soothing my nerves by bingeing on pork rinds and TCM movies.