Like a lot of humans, I woke up wondering what kind of country this was.

Apparently, this a country that lets Brock Turner off with a slap on the wrist, while shooting Laquan McDonald walking away from police. This is a country where 12 year old Tamir Rice was shot within seconds for playing with a toy gun in Ohio, and a confederate flag-wielding nut job murdered two policemen in Iowa.

This is a country that has the highest per capital prison population, and profits off of virtual slave labor because the 13th amendment has been so distorted that capitalism always comes out on top.

This is a country that maces Native water protectors in the face for asking that people matter more than profits.

This is a country that has allowed Islamophobia and xenophobia to thrive to the point that we would shun refugees because we would rather slam the doors and build the walls than work for peace and inclusion.

This is a country who saw the most qualified female in American history run for president and lose to a man who brags about sexually assaulting women, mocked a disabled reporter, slurred minorities, and called for the monitoring of a religious group.

This is a country that condones shirts that say “Trump that Bitch” and “She’s a Cunt, Vote Trump”, while seething white men yell “lügenpresse” at the media, a nazi cry that so emboldens them to spew their hateful rhetoric.

I’m mad as hell. This is not the country I thought it was.

BUT this is a country in which some of our mothers, grandmothers, fathers, and grandfathers were raised and wanted us to thrive. They had us and our fucking rad siblings, and we’ve mostly got our heads on straight, and we love them fiercely for it.

This is a country that gave us Beyoncé and Bon Iver.

This is a country that abolished slavery and elected a black man with a wild name as president because of a little bit of hope. This is a country with jaw droppin’ sites, like the Black Hills, and the Grand Canyon, and Yosemite, and Joshua Tree.

This is a county with SNL, and Rupaul, and Mike Birbiglia, and the internet to watch baby and animal videos so we can laugh until we cry.

This is a county that allows me, a woman, the right to my own body and the right to my own voice. I’m done shutting up for the sake of appeasing people. Having been assaulted, I’m done keeping my head down when people on social media normalize and temper sexism, violence, bigotry, and assault. I’m done. This is a country that I will use my voice for.

Humans are so beautiful, and complicated, and divine. I choose to believe the best in people. Your opinions may differ and I respect that. We would be endlessly boring if we were all the same, but I will use the privilege I have to point out injustice. We’re all stuck on this gorgeous, mad planet together. Let’s do everything we can to make it a better place for humanity.

Get mad. Get angry as hell.
Get active.

And still, like dust, I’ll rise.