Thank you, ireactions. May I please calmly state my piece? I want to apologize. There is no anger in this post about you or your actions, ireactions. I understand why you took the actions you did. But, I have a few points I would like to make. And I will move forward with the topic at hand afterward.
I really was not harassing you, ireactions, on Sunday night when I was legitimately trying to start a conversation. I wasn't just saying that to "weasel out of any behavior."
I also apologize for how you took that republican comment. I could have worded it differently when I initially said it, because I meant what I said about not respecting republicans in general. I did not know you would take it that way. I certainly did not mean, however, for you to take it as an attack on you. And that's the absolute truth. I know you are not a republican, and I would never call you that because of that fact alone.
For past actions: For people/usernames I don't know very well, I do not put it past any Trumper to pose as an independent or otherwise obscure their voting party in order to get people to let their guards down, spread vaccine disinformation, and other disinformation and right wing talking points, in order to put up a facade and make people trust them more online. This is because outright being a Trumper doesn't work very well anymore. It's a common tactic in use by these individuals. I can't tell you how many I have been right about this elsewhere online, and they reveal themselves when backed into the corner of an argument. I have lost count. Here, however, I have apologized and owned up to my mistakes towards other posters in the past, and smoothed things over with the posters involved. My right wing radar has always - generally - been accurate in the past down to a few characters because of their speech patterns, but I can be wrong as well, and I am not afraid to admit when I am wrong.
And I meant it.
I'll also admit because of my past actions, yes, I was angry. But not anymore. And this election's aftermath has been difficult to work through. We are on the verge of losing the very fabric of our democracy that our grandfathers fought for because of a worthless fascist demagogue who worships Putin, Kim Jong-Un, and Hitler. And he has his little buddy Leon Muskolini working for him. I'm not very happy about that at all. All threats need to be taken seriously. I know we all feel the same way here.
We have a great fight ahead of us still. We still have to come back together as democrats and put an end to the infighting and focus on the future. We should not leave ourselves to split the party in two or three or more factions in a ton of different ways. That's where the republican party should be going. Not us.
John Pavlovitz explained it perfectly (I included a portion of his write-up at the end of this post). The conclusion of the 107 days of this election was so much more than just "losing an election." It was a loss of hope...of what can be. And what we will not have.
By the way...I really need to take a page out of Slider_Quinn21's book and simply turn off the news entirely for a bit. It just continues to get worse, darker, and even more depressing. I need to focus on more positive things. The sequel is, more often than not, much worse than the original.
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We're Not Going Back. Or Are We? - by John Pavlovitz
https://johnpavlovitz.substack.com/p/we … kor-are-we
This isn’t just a political loss, as devastating as that has been to come to grips with.
It is about so much more than a transfer of power and a Congressional renovation and the legislative ripples that will result.
This is about about one hundred and seven hopeful days, and the fact that there could have been so many more. It is about grieving the what-might-have-beens and the what-never-will-be’s.
I was talking with a dear friend last week and she said to me, “The last one hundred and seven days gave me something that I’d given up on: they gave me hope. Instead of spending the past three months mentally and practically preparing myself for the horrible things that I’d previously resigned myself to, I ended up getting fooled into believing again. That’s what hurts the most.”
She felt she’d gotten distracted by months of hope, only to have it all snatched away in a matter of hours. There’s an emotional whiplash to it all that many of us are living with right now.
And that’s probably the heart of this grieving.
Over one hundred and seven days, many of us went from a place of certain dread and resignation, to the prospect of possibility; and almost reluctantly to an expectation of victory, to anticipatory joy, to preemptive elation—and now we feel like that’s all been squandered time. It feels like a waste.
But I don’t believe the last one hundred and seven days have been wasted at all. I believe they were reminding us just what the hell we live for, and because that is the place we begin. That is the spot from where we start today: they why of our lives.