Each election cycle, US voters were told prosperity is just around the corner: Trust us. Politicians promised to restore “law and order,” so Whites fled to the suburbs and built safe White havens with all-White neighborhoods, schools and churches, and then after law and order had been restored, their kids flocked back into the cities to re-segregate. If you see the bi-partisan handshake as a mere political formality, you are still sleeping.įor more than fifty years, following the Black Power and Civil Rights movements and legislation of the 50s/60s, politicians have been speaking to a White public in racially coded language. Now, suddenly, after one “excellent” meeting, Trump is the person to lead the country and to unite the people. Never mind the eight years of birtherism conspiracy theories, the consistently hateful and racist rhetoric, the re-Tweeting of famous white supremacists, the multi-decade tax evasion, or even the illegal dealings of a shell charity. Together they sat, cameras rolling, identical flag pins on their suit lapels, assuring us all that we could come together to make America great. RELATED: Opinion: Dear 'White Allies', Stop Saying That You 'Don't See Color' And in less than 48 hours, we learned that President Obama had an “excellent” meeting with Trump and then, with Obama coolness, without a hint of sarcasm, he told the US American people: “Come together, to now work together, to deal with the many challenges we face.” In other words: Trust us. Texts and emails poured in to my phone – people desperate and afraid, people apologizing for being angered by my political commitments throughout the election, and people pleading to mobilize now. “How could this happen?” was sprinkled throughout every conversation, and the all-day November drizzle seemed to suggest the earth too was afraid.įor the first time since Occupy Wall Street, young White people seemed woke or, perhaps, a little less asleep. In my current home of Princeton, New Jersey, the weeping and mourning was widespread, the despair was thick as molasses, and every space seemed filled with disillusionment and confusion. On Tuesday, November 8th, the Electoral College did what many people living on one of the two coasts thought impossible: elect Trump. Residents are also oblivious to the quiet invasion of space, the widespread suppression of knowledge, and the management of a monster that is allegedly controlled by government bureaucrats who ask locals to do one thing: Trust us. The key, and what felt most strangely familiar, is the total obliviousness of Hawkins’s residents to the terrors of the monster attacks. Government bureaucrats in secret buildings have been working long and hard to control and manage a monster from the Upside Down, but now it runs wild, breaking into the daily life of Hawkins and snatching unsuspecting youth at will. And the Upside Down is not an alternative fantasy world, it is the foundation of the Hawkins that we see. Instead, it is a monster from the Upside Down breaking into daily life in Hawkins.
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