No, I’m not okay at all. Sometimes I’m anxious, but most of the time I’m enraged. I’m enraged at the administration, the courts that enable them, the evil Republicans and the spineless Democrats. But mostly I’m enraged at the 60 some-odd percent of Americans who either voted for this catastrophe or couldn’t be bothered to vote at at. I can almost forgive people for voting for Trump 1.0. But, after fours years of that dumpster fire, it’s unforgivable that people voted to do it again.
My most incandescent rage is directed at progressive non-voters. There is nothing more careless and entitled than not voting because “both sides are bad”. It’s choosing to let millions of other Americans suffer because someone doesn’t meet your purity test. The Republican party has been captured by end times religious cranks and literal insane psychopaths; the worst corporate Democrat is orders of magnitude better for the health and well-being of the nation and the world.
At the same time, I have to go to work every day, interact with my colleagues, take care of my family and do all the everyday things that one has to do. I take strength in other people around the world living their lives in authoritarian hellholes. You survive and do what you can to effect change.
I’m sure the people in ICE concentration camps, and the LGBTQ+ population, and people of color, and people who can’t afford health insurance, and women, and the Ukranians, and our allies, and people who oppose triggering the battle of Armageddon, and scientists, and environmentalists, and starving Africans are all happy that your conscience is clear.
I do know one group that’s genuinely happy, though - the billionaires who funded the Trump campaign and convinced you that the only way to fight evil was not to vote. So good job, chump.