This wasn’t about Red versus Blue for me; it was about Trump, and everything he represents, versus Humanity. And Trump won.
I see people—both random strangers and friends/relatives—complaining about the Left’s reaction to the election. “If your side had won,” they say, “you wouldn’t see me crying about it. Why can’t you just lose with grace?” Here’s why:
I’m not sad and angry and scared because Clinton lost, I’m all of those things because Trump won. I’m losing sleep and feeling traumatized because Trump’s victory wasn’t just a victory for the Republican party, it was a victory for bigotry, racism, sexism, misogyny, demagoguery, and fear. (Don’t take my word for it; read Slate’s article listing 230 reasons why Trump is unfit to be president. It’s well-researched and annotated.)
I cannot just sit down and accept defeat gracefully. Although there’s no such thing as a perfect candidate, and Clinton certainly has her faults, a sizeable portion of the electorate chose to villainize a flawed woman with 30+ years of experience and many significant accomplishments as a public servant in order to bring a despot to power.
Make no mistake: this was never about Republicans versus Democrats. Trump’s win was a victory for a man who has made a mockery of what it is to be inclusive, accepting, and kind. And if you’re okay with that, then I’m sorry but, no matter how much I love you and care about you, your support for him hurts and disappoints me, and I can’t be okay with it. You may say that you’re not racist, sexist, misogynistic, or homophobic, but support for Trump signifies that you’re okay with him and his contemporaries being that way, which means you don’t care enough about minorities, women, or LGBTQ people to be concerned for their rights as human beings.