Among the first potential acts of the upcoming Administration, President-elect Donald Trump’s transition team is proposing overt discrimination: a Muslim registry program. This proposal is an attack on our country’s founding values—that all are created equal and constitutionally guaranteed freedom of religion.
While the fall temperatures have reached the St. Louis area, many of the trees are holding on to their green leaves. And although the weather is in transition, students and teachers at Northwest Academy of Law, a public magnet school in north St. Louis city, have largely settled into the routine of things.
Edwin Coleman is a first-year graduate student at Princeton University's Woodrow Wilson School for Public and International Affairs. He is a graduate of Duke University, a former Hart Fellow, and a returned Peace Corps Volunteer.
Privilege: spending the week shocked that so many Americans could support a racist, sexist and homophobic demagogue.
Privilege: using economics as a means to rationalize voting for a blatantly bigoted candidate.
Privilege: defending said voters in the name of reconciliation.
Privilege: dismissing the rise in hate crimes as exaggerated and/or temporary.
Reasons that I do not have the aforementioned privileges:
In the wake of the election of Donald Trump, communities across the country and the globe are grappling with what happened and where we go from here. Below is a small sampling of what we’re reading to ground ourselves in the long history of movements for justice that have come before us and the many struggles that lie ahead.
White Won, by Jamelle Bouie, via Slate
This morning, I’m noticing that “tear” and “tear” are spelled exactly the same. I cried tears (salty liquid secreted from eye glands) in 2008 as I watched the Obama family enter the stage after victory. This morning I cried tears (salty liquid secreted from these same eye glands) as I woke at 4:30 to face the reality that I had tried to smother with my pillow at midnight, ‘oh, just let me have a few hours of sleep’ – defeat. In both momentous occasions, my tears carried emotions tied to possibility – joyful and fearful possibility.
But why must we have these tears?
I am an immigrant. I am a Muslim. I am a woman. Each piece of my identity has been picked apart, threatened, alienated, and attacked during these incredibly long several months that have led up to this election. Each piece of me now needs to heal. Just as each marginalized piece of our country needs to heal.