Nor Hell a Fury Like a Woman Scorned

Warning: If you dislike swear words and/or are triggered by bad things, you might consider skipping this one.

The US election was a few days ago. My seething fury has not abated. The sick feeling in my stomach has not abated. The terror I feel for targeted people has not abated. The only reason I haven't been running through the streets screaming is because living in Ireland is mostly shielding me from what's to come.

I am done with anyone who voted for the orange demon. I don't wish you ill, but I know I can't trust you. You are one of the people who would've told the Nazis where Anne Frank and her family were hiding, too smug or too dumb to realize that you would be on the next train to the furnace.

I will have absolutely no fucking sympathy when the people who voted for him begin to suffer.

Daughter or wife bleeding to death from a pregnancy gone sideways because doctors are afraid to treat her? Gee, that's too bad.

Can't afford anything anymore because of tariffs and price gouging? Bummer.

Got deported because you weren't white enough to stay in the country? See ya.

Benefits like VA and Social Security and Medicare vanish? Sucks to be you.

Can't get birth control pills that help mitigate painful endometriosis or migraines? Enjoy your agony.

House got destroyed from increasing hurricane/tornado/wildfire activity because the administration doesn't believe climate change is real? What a shame.

Dying during a pandemic or from an easily-preventable disease because vaccines and common sense were outlawed? Bye-bye.

Public services like the fire department, roads, and libraries cost money to use – or simply disappear? Yawn.

If you voted for the face-eating-leopard party, it will be hilarious when the leopards come for you. Or it would, except your stupidity and hatred has damned the rest of us along with you.

I'm sure some will say I'm just being a sore loser because my candidate didn't win. Let me explain something to anyone who might think this. Say our two teams are in the Super Bowl. My team loses, and I respond by burning your house down. THAT is being a sore loser. This isn't a disagreement over which flavor of ice cream is best. This is a disagreement about fundamental human decency, morality, integrity, and honesty. If you chose the felon, you have none.

I will not turn the other cheek and play nice. Not this time. If someone is trying to sexually assault me, should I simply submit and take it? Nope. I'm going for the eyes, the nards, the instep – hoping to do as much fucking damage as possible. Sometimes the only thing a bully understands is a punch to the throat – either verbal or physical. Violence is not always the answer – I'm not advocating that it should be the first response. But in certain situations, it's the only response that works.

People close to me believe that I'm generally a kind, compassionate, and caring human being. It's true....which is the reason I'm so fucking filled with rage right now. I have LGBTQIA2S+ friends who are terrified that their legal marriages are going to be nullified – or that worse things will happen to them. Trans folk are already vilified – that's not going to get better. I have a mother who receives Social Security and Medicare – what happens if those things are stolen, especially with my being 3700 miles away? I know that people depend on the ACA for their healthcare, and that's on the gods-damned chopping block. Women and people of color are being classified as property already, and it's only going to get worse once the orange demon is president.

So you'll have to forgive me if I'm feeling the urge to burn every fucking thing to the ground right now. You'll have to forgive me if I feel betrayed that a large number of Americans are vicious, cruel, selfish, soulless assholes who think of only themselves. You'll have to forgive me if I refuse to stand for the “Star Spangled Banner” because the “land of the free and the home of the brave” is no longer either of those things.

Two or three years ago, I said that I wanted to be out of the US by 2025. After the fuckery of 2016 and near-fuckery of 2020, I wasn't confident that 2024 would be any better.

I hate that I was right.