Looking Toward the Horizon of 2017: A Temporary Sunset for Hope and Change
While the high of the Cubs' first World Series win since 1908 in November was enough to make 2016 a decent year, I found that euphoria swiftly extinguished on election night the same month. I attended an election viewing party at a friend of a friend's house, intending to numb myself with whatever substances were available to make the results more tolerable regardless of the outcome. It didn't work. To my horror and everyone else's—save for one Mexican-American in the room who ironically voted for Trump—the votes, which FiveThirtyEight had predicted would result in a Hillary-favoring landslide, turned from uneasy to nightmarish in direction. The scale of moral and ethical injustice tipped to give Trump the upper hand, showcasing the vast presence of anger and regression in the red states. It was a rough night for us, particularly for the homeowner's aunt who expressed despair from the final tally, fearful that as a lesbian woman her rights were now at stake. T...