A friend of mine shared an experience they had recently here in our town of Olympia and I asked them if it would be okay for me to talk about it.
They said yes.
My friend recently joined the local chapter of a … forward-thinking, progressive organization that is trying to effect real change and move us forward into the future (you know, instead of backwards into the 1950s).
My friend attended their first social event with this organization.
At the start of the event, a truck passed by twice, taking pictures of their group.
After that, a couple of members approached the driver of the truck.
Before driving away (for thankfully the final time) the driver said,
“I want to drive my truck through your shelter.”
This was a peaceful group, gathering over food with children playing.
So I am white hot angry this morning.
Thankfully my friend and the group are safe. They got the driver’s picture and their plate. But oh, I am fucking pissed.
Trump has emboldened the worst of our society.
I feel like I’m trapped in one of my bad dreams where my house is on fire and I’m scrambling to call 9–1‑1 and the dispatcher isn’t taking me seriously and they’re telling me it’s gonna be hours before someone gets to my house.
None of this is normal.
At is point I’m pretty sure we are in the timeline that happened because Marty McFly banged his mom.
—emily duchaine
Flommist Emily Duchaine lives in the Pacific Northwest. She likes to drink mead, learn about sharks, and listen to the Talking Heads. She pretends to be a professional businesswoman most days. Copyright © 2019 Emily Duchaine. Fotos by mehallo.
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