For the last eight years, our country has been bleak and desolate, run by men who have never once in their lives seen me. They’ve only seen their constituency, which are rich, white, conservative, religious, straight businessmen, only some of those category do I fit. The rest of us were merely obstacles to achieving their greatest goal: elevation of power and privilege for the few at the expense of the living and liberty of the many.
I was one of the crowd; one of the Invisibles, that no matter how many letters that I wrote, or how much money I gave to opposing causes, or even if I dared stand in front of them, none of it would make any impact. I was not seen, I was not heard.
But now, the darkened, coarsened halls of our American democracy have suddenly, and brilliantly, become light once again. The lantern? Held by one man, daring to challenge us and all of us to come back into the fold, back into system that discounted me. The light he carries is powered by hope.
Hope has come home.
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