Let's face it, the past 6 years have not been the shiny happy years that we all (well some of us) hoped the new millennium would bring. Before it even started we had the first stolen election (ok, that sounded naive, I know there were stolen elections before, but this was the first stolen Presidential election in the US that I was forced to witness). Then came the seemingly endless stream of horrible things. There are too many to list. so I'm not even going to mention the obvious ones here.
Suffice it to say that these are the times that make you think back on the "good old" Nixon years and realize the guy wasn't *all* bad. These are the times when you look at the crazy conspiracy guys on the street with the big signs filled with tiny writing and think to yourself, "actually a lot of that makes sense." These are the times when it takes a certain amount of courage to read or watch the news. I mean even the weather is scary, and sadly the weather report is now often one of the most reliable parts in the news offered by the corporate run media.
So what do you do when everything seems so seriously and deeply messed up and wrong and scary and it seems impossible to get things back on track?
How does one lead a good and happy life during times that seem neither?
I'm still figuring it out, but I think I'm getting closer to the answer as I go along.
At first I tried denial (oh, shit....I just realized this might wind up following that "stages of grief" thing- which has been done to death....I'm not doing it on purpose, I promise). I couldn't stand thinking about the fact that the election was stolen and that Bush was President, so I didn't. I joked that Martin Sheen was my president. I stopped watching or reading any news if I could avoid it at all. Of course I heard things, so I had some vague idea of what was going on....but mostly I stuck my fingers in my ears and went "la, la, la, la, la" I'm not proud of this, but it's how I coped. I excused this behavior with the fact that I taught young children and I couldn't be there for them If I was paralyzed with fear and depression, so really I was choosing to be ignorant "for the sake of the children".
I didn't realize how deep my denial went until 9/11. When I heard about it one of my first thought after "Holy Fucking Shit!" and "What the hell do I say to the kids in my class?" was that I should listen to some news to get my facts as straight as possible. Here is where I scared myself: in my mind, the person who would tell me what happened was CJ from the West Wing. Yes, for a split second I was actually thinking that Jeb Bartlett was going to be dealing with this. Then reality hit me like a ton of bricks. George Bush is in charge of dealing with this. Which brought me back to "Holy Fucking Shit!" I wasn't Clinton's biggest fan, didn't even vote for him the second time, but at that moment I wanted him to be President again, just like I want my mommy when I'm really sick. Realizing that none of this was going to help me take care of the children that day I pushed all thoughts of who was or wasn't President out of my head and focussed on getting enough info to be able to answer questions that came up and figuring out how to reassure them with out lying.
So now there was a big old crack in my wall of denial. I tried even harder to avoid TV news and carefully picked out what I read to avoid becoming scared and angry. But the fact is I was scared and angry. Of course there was no way to avoid what was going on. Everyone, even the kids in my class, were talking about it. Listening to one of the 2nd grade girls rage against the impending war, I saw how helpless she felt. I realized that while she actually was helpless, I wasn't, at least not entirely, and I should probably do something. I had been using the excuse of being a teacher to make myself feel like I was doing my share. Now I realized that teaching these children, wasn't enough if I was sending them out into a world where this kind of stuff was happening. A few days later I turned on the TV to put in a DVD. Bush was giving a speech. I have no idea what he was saying, because I turned the TV off and pretty much curled into fetal position.
Then it hit me. I was being a coward. I'm smarter than Bush, I'm a better person than he is, and I used to be much less of a coward. I'd never been one to stand by and watch when someone was being a bully. I'd stand up, say something, and if necessary I'd throw down. That's part of who I am. But I had to face that wasn't who I had been for quite some time. Suddenly, the real me was back. I was ready to throw down. I was going to do something to help get Bush out of office.
I'll write more about what I've done since that day in other entries, but suffice it to say I've been pretty involved in politics since then. This has not only made me feel better but I've actually seen things change because of the work I've been a part of. Yes Bush is still President and most of the Democrats in Washington are still clinging to status quo when the status quo obviously is broken, but things are changing and I've been a part of that. So now when I see Bush on TV or read about one of the thousands of horrible things happening in our world, I no longer have to turn off the TV and curl into a ball. I stand up. I say something. I throw down. And I know I'm not the only one. So I have hope. Things are messed up right now. Things have been messed up before. Things will be messed up again. But people are working to change things for the better and things will change for the better. This also has happened before and will happen again.
One of the things I want this blog to do is to help others find their own way to throw down. I'm not here to scold anyone for what they haven't been doing. I did so little for so long that I would be a huge hypocrite if I did so. I just know that a lot of people wish they could do something, but feel like they can't. I'll also be sharing my struggles with finding a way to keep on working for change without short changing the rest of my life. If you've been working on that too, please let me know, because I can use some help as well.