My sentiments exactly … “Yes, there’s a shit-ton of work to do. Yes, there are going to be ugly times ahead. But man, let’s not forget how we felt yesterday and how many of us still feel this morning. Let’s hang on to that joy. Joy is nourishment and it will sustain us through the coming months and years.”
I wish I knew who took this photograph. I saw it this morning and I had an immediate emotional response to it. It’s a powerful photo. It’s not art, but it documents something critically important about yesterday’s announcement that Joe Biden and Kamala Harris had won the 2020 election.
The finger is a gesture that’s been around since the Greeks and Romans. It’s a universal gesture of contempt, of anger, of disrespect, of defiance. It means Fuck you, it means Go fuck yourself, it means Shove this up your ass. It’s NOT a polite gesture.
We’ve seen this gesture a lot during the Trump administration. We’ve often seen it at Trump rallies, when Comrade Trump would point out the ‘fake news’ journalists. For these Trump supporters, the finger is an expression of rage and resentment and hatred. It’s Fuck you for who you are and for not…
The long awaited moment came. It was as much and more than I expected. It was a balm for an aching soul, a soothing for a very frayed psyche, a reassurance that ‘maybe’ it would be OK.
After almost five years of chaos, high level stress, dishonesty, cruelty, insults, irrationality, constant state of uncertainty and overt criminality, there was a collective sigh of relief and a sense of rationality.
I’m very aware of the division in this nation, I’m very aware (and saddened) that more than 70 million of Americans voted for the opposite (I can’t fathom why!) yet, Joe Biden and Kamala Harris have been tasked with the ‘healing of the soul of this nation’.
I share their victory speeches with you. I’m listening to them again!