“I have always planned on going to a college in the U.S., but people have suggested looking at schools in other countries because of the current political climate in the U.S.”
I like to compare Obama’s presidency with how my mom takes care of me and my siblings. Theoretically, the rest of the nation would be my siblings. Obama nurtured and looked after America, just as my mom nurtures and looks after me.
I curated a Spotify playlist of 30 songs, ranging from “Alone Again” by Gilbert O’Sullivan, to “Tha Crossroads” by Bone Thugs-N-Harmony, all to celebrate one of the coolest presidents ever.
It all felt so real, yelling with others in the cold, November air, our voices surrounded in small clouds of heat and breath. To voice opinions and emotions I had pent up inside for so long was the best feeling in the world, and I could tell I was not the only one having such an experience.
Today felt filled with lament and mourning — mourning the loss of all the social progress that has been made for anyone who isn’t a white, heterosexual male in the top 1 percent of the economy.
It is like having the security ripped from my body. It is having the rose-colored glasses knocked off my face and seeing the world for the first time as unwelcoming and cruel.
It can be difficult to find the light during such a stressful night for our country. The best way to get over that election anxiety is to vibe it out with some fun America-themed tracks.
Thought of the election provokes mayhem and borderline claustrophobia in my head. I didn’t care at first; I saw no reason. I am a privileged, white high school student. My life is so good, and I know that. I also was like, “If I can’t even vote, why does it matter what I think?”
A majority of my school’s attendees missed the cut-off date to be eligible to vote today. However, I was sure many of my peers had thoughts pertaining to the 2016 presidential election. Our thoughts couldn’t be put into the ballot box, so I asked them instead.
Given that I was wearing my direct-from-school inordinately bright blue shorts and a plain white T-shirt in a meeting space filled with older business men and women carefully dressed in sharp suits or silken dresses, you can imagine how much I stood out as the only teen present at the Blank Family Foundation’s “News Media and […]