“Whiny liberal elitists who want participation trophies,”
It wasn’t like this in your day, was it?
When my “PC culture” didn’t exist.
I wouldn’t know. I wasn’t there.
But my world I do understand.
Here is what I know of my generation in America, the “whiners”.
We remember September 11 as the first time all the grownups cried. It was not the last.
We remember our first black president’s inauguration speech.
I watched it in the school gym. I knew change was coming.
We know Black Lives Matter. We want you to too.
We march to #TakeBacktheNight because many of us are survivors, and we know it had nothing to do with what we were wearing.
We ask you to hear our stories. You ask for evidence.
We wait for the day we will run the courts ourselves.
Grabbing things that don’t belong to us isn’t how we do things, pussies or otherwise.
We’ll all register as Muslims if that’s what it takes,
and yes, we’ll spread the word on Twitter.
You are #Notourpresident
And long after you are a footnote on history we will be here ,transforming the world.
Your followers laugh at the words “safe space” because they think we are weak.
We prefer to call them brave spaces, actually.
Because we are courageous, and we know vulnerability is beautiful and difficult.
We celebrate the difficulty. You dismiss it.
Here is what I know of my generation in America, the so-called whiners:
we will not back down.
We will love radically and completely and we will rush through your damn wall like a flood.