30: Deranged Optimism
One way to say it is “anger and weird relief.”
Another way is [makes never-ending fart noise while flames shoot out eyes].
It has been coming and now it’s here and what happens next?
We think we know and some of us are right and some of us are wrong.
I believe that it will be bad. It’s already bad, it has been bad, there are new flavors of bad to come.
I also believe in the possibility of surprising things happening. I believe in a chaotic cascade. A kind of deranged optimism. The lights go out and the dark horizon fills with glowing eyes.
I believe in the power of all the people who have been planning for this day since long before you ever told yourself it couldn’t possibly happen. The ones who long ago relinquished the luxury of disbelief. I even believe in the power of all the people who did not. The old anger and the new.
It’s over, but it’s not over yet.
National Network of Abortion Funds, ARC Southeast, If/When/How.
“What are the f---ing odds I believe it’s 6 weeks.”
“We’ve been doing it for a long time. We will keep doing it."
"What is left to say about old hatreds, old betrayals?"