You Got Me Singing

You got me singing
Even tho’ the news is bad
You got me singing
The only song I ever had

You got me singing
Ever since the river died
You got me thinking
Of the places we could hide

You got me singing
Even though the world is gone
You got me thinking
I’d like to carry on

You got me singing
Even tho’ it all looks grim
You got me singing
The Hallelujah hymn

I’ve been listening to a lot of Leonard Cohen (may he forever abide in a dim, sultry club full of the world’s great poets). He totally gets it.

But baby I’ve been here before
I’ve seen this room and I’ve walked this floor
You know, I used to live alone before I knew ya
And I’ve seen your flag on the marble arch
And love is not a victory march
It’s a cold and it’s a broken Hallelujah

Struggling to come to grips with the outcome of the election…

I believe the people who did this to us aren’t evil – I know several of them. And while I can’t understand how they could be so willfully and cruelly blind, I’m beginning to comprehend some of their reasons for taking a pointed object to their own eyes:

Obama-hate – I knew this. It’s a poisonous mix of partisanship and racism. But I thought Obama’s election and re-election proved how much in the minority these feelings were. But they were only smoldering like a peat fire beneath our feet.

Hillary-hate – I knew this, too. It’s why I voted for Bernie Sanders in the primary, I knew she was an intensely divisive figure. I was rather hoping they’d join forces as President and Vice President, but even that may not have been enough to overcome the searing hate for Hillary.

Working-class angst – I knew this, though maybe not to what howling irrationality it had driven so many. America as a manufacturing power is gone – at least until the living standards in the rest of the world go up far enough, and ours go down low enough to make it economically feasible to hire Americans again. Protectionist policies can’t go far enough to make a difference, even if the corporate monoliths would allow them, and honestly, the rest of the world deserves a chance to claw their way out of the grinding poverty that we’re finally seeing diminish. Other solutions must be found. The thing is, Obama and the democrats would have loved to explore these options – but were blocked at every turn by the Republicans who wanted to prove that government didn’t work. Or, at least, government by Democrats didn’t work. But of course, only the first part of that message got through. I think this can be summarized by: America threw me under the bus. Fuck you, you’re coming under the wheels with me.

Anti-government sentiment – See above. Include subsets Tax-Anger and Urban Welfare-Blame (cross-reference, Racism).

Whitelash – It really isn’t all about racism, but I love this term. I think it’s really about the increasing volume of minority voices speaking the truth of the pain they’ve always experienced. Not only are traditional majority members losing band-width to them, they feel under attack, forced to apologize simply for being who they are. And they *hate* it. The delicious irony is, of course, is that this is what being a minority is all about. You are dismissed, drowned out, disregarded, and forced to apologize for being different, for being *wrong* because it doesn’t fit the majority world-view. Forced to hide, forced to change, forced away from the light. Hated for being who you are.

Okay. So in writing this, I understand. It is about hate. Hate hate hate hate. That’s what these people are feeling. With no room for reason.
So the answer, the only one, is love.
And love is not a victory march.
It’s a cold and it’s a broken Hallelujah.
So, Hallelujah. Hallelujah mother-fuckers. I love you.


About erikawilson

Aspiring author in search of a voice that other people will enjoy listening to.
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