Time Warp Fiber

While much of the world rejoices at the election of Barack Obama, I cannot help but find the victory bittersweet, emphasis on the former. Amidst his uplifting talk of hope, of change, of how far we've come, countless people went to the polls to spread bigotry and hate. They voted to hurt me, me and millions of others. So, yes, I am relieved that we have an intelligent, liberal, nonwhite president. I am pleased that some people set aside the horrific racism that is this nation's heritage. But I am in mourning for the state of a nation where people can vote to remove legitimacy and respect from others. A nation where, still, everyday, we pass unseen among you, an invisible community cutting across age, race, sex, faith, fighting for the same basic rights and freedoms that even convicted felons have. So rejoice on my behalf, my hypothetical reader, rejoice for me, because I can do nothing but mourn. So I will grieve and weep over my knitting and spinning, and try to channel my despair into creation. And maybe one day we will be able to stem the tide of destruction and hate.