The Musings of a Latte Queen: Narratives of Everyday Life

 I would be untrue if I didn't say that I am disgusted. So thoroughly disgusted. And a bit angry. Not just about what the Anglophile people did, they acted as how they have acted throughout history and have always been a bit selfish, otherwise, they would have reached out for the common good for all people. Now, many of them are in the FAAFO stage, post election, because they thought the one-who-wants-to-be-king was only going to harm "those people." They are finding out that they are also "those people."  Since the country was the country, stolen from Indigenous Native Peoples and built on the backs of stolen people, it has always been the oligarchy controlling it. They controlled the people-who-think-they-are-white in all the European iterations of how they showed up on these shores. They even did it to the ones who are as sun kissed as me but who were told they they were Anglophile and certainly not like those Black people. They were all pining for the "...

 It is a bit after midnight on Monday, January 20, 2025. The day the nation will remember the work, the call, the life, and the legacy of Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. Most importantly, we will honor what this young man taught us in his short impactful life. He taught us to use our life for good. He taught us to use our voice to speak up for others. He taught us to be uncomfortable with the status quo. He taught us to be courageous. He taught us what faith in action looks like. The inclement weather in the northeast has canceled what was to be a day when over thirty community groups were coming together to provide groceries to 450 families (1800 people). Instead, what we will be doing is keeping our television tuned in to the local PBS Station that will air celebrations and honoring of this great man. Instead, what we will be doing is a read-in. Instead, what we will be doing is strategizing how to care for each other in the coming oligarchy. We are doing anything instead of wat...

 I have been in a daze, somewhat, in sheer and utter disbelief since November 5. So much so, that I have not really been able to write. Was it grief? Anger? Shock? All of that, all of the emotions one feels when the seemingly impossible becomes possible - again. What made it worse for me in 2024 than in 2016, is that people knew, absolutely knew what kind of person this air-breather is. What kind of people he surrounded himself with - and they voted for him anyway. Tell me you are racist without saying it. Tell me you are willfully ignorant without saying it. Tell me you are sexist without saying it. Tell me you are a deplorable human being without saying it. Then as if matters couldn't be worse - the continuous gaslighting by this person and the people he has surrounded himself with - has been enough to send even the most stable person running for places of mental safety. It has been absolutely nuts the way the media and other "powers that be" have capitulated to this ni...