An Open Letter to Hillary Clinton
I wasn’t your most steadfast supporter. I loathe the establishment and your part in it. I don’t give a rat’s ass about your emails or your “nasty woman” vibe, but what can I say? I was totally feelin’ the Bern. At some point, it became necessary to accept that the Bern wasn’t happening, so I quickly got on board supporting you. In truth I admire you. You have broken more barriers than I can wrap my 30-something head around, and I gladly voted for you. I expected that in doing so, I was part of the vast majority in the country – the part that would choose experience, intelligence, and leadership over bigotry, ignorance, and lies.
I was wrong. And it hurts. It hurts to realize that a substantial fraction of our country is not ready to be lead by a woman. It hurts to realize that our country either condones or is willing to overlook blatant racism. It crushes me to think of the implications of yesterday’s vote on climate change, international relations, and our standards of acceptance. Regarding climate change, I wasn’t even convinced you would do enough, but I sure as hell believed you were capable of moving us in the right direction because I trusted you would believe scientific facts.
I do not have that same trust in our next president. I want to believe that the only reason he stands in this position is because so many disaffected low-income families have just had enough of the establishment. But I can’t shake the feeling that this is also our country’s reaction to having had a black president for the past eight years, and that a good portion of Trump’s hateful rhetoric resonates with Americans on a core level. That makes me afraid to live here. Not just selfishly (because I – like many – am part of a multi-racial family), but because I can see how dangerous Trump’s ideologies are for the entire country. And I worry that by electing him, we have unleashed untold worlds of mistreatment for minority communities peacefully contributing to American society.
But what I want to say to you, Mrs. Clinton, is that I don’t think you did anything to deserve this. To be defeated by a misogynistic, xenophobic, mendacious reality TV character is not a fate that any legitimate politician deserves. Certainly not one who has demonstrated years of persistent, capable, sharp political adeptness. Certainly not one who persevered after a nomination defeat by President Obama, trying again and succeeding to become the first female presidential candidate of a major political party. Most definitely not the woman who forged a career in law and politics well before those fields were accepting of females, not to mention successfully navigating her husband’s philandering scandal to emerge with her own major presence in Washington.
So what could you have done more to win this presidency? Nothing. F*cking nothing. It wouldn’t have mattered if you were more likeable. It wouldn’t have mattered if that ridiculous email scandal would have blown over sooner. You could not possibly have been more qualified. Your half-a-second-too-long shimmy and pantsuits made no impact on the election’s outcome, and sadly nor did your obviously superior intellect, preparedness, and competence in comparison to your rival’s.
There is nothing you could have done to make America ready for a capable female president, instead of a racist orange demagogue-monster. We voted for racism. We voted for orange. We picked the monster. It’s not your fault. And I for one still respect the sh*t out of you for being a role model for millions of women and girls. So thank you. For trying to steer our country in the right direction. And I’m sorry. Sorry we failed you, and sorry we failed our country.