Twice The Speed Of Dark
By Lulu Allison
What does it mean to care about the deaths of distant strangers? What does it take to bear the loss of a child?
Wednesday, 9 November 2016
Nothing to do with my book, but....
It's a kind of solace to throw around black humour on days when inexplicable events happen. I have been re-posting some very funny responses to Trump's election, feeliing bleak, but glad of the shared sense of sardonic doom to help me through the baffling day.
But as I was just making myself a coffee, I thought about the conversations I have had this morning with my two daughters. Both of them at various world events, have reacted with a mixture of questions, bafflement, and sometimes fear.
It suddenly hit me that if they were muslims, or from a minority, or immigrants in America this morning, how real that fear might feel, to hear a voice in the background at a presidential acceptance speech shout "Kill Obama!". To know that promises to intern or deport you had been made, to know that, though the candidate might not give a rat's arse about you either way, it was just part of his strategy, he stirred up dangerous moods in order to win. If I was a mother to those girls this morning, I might really weep.
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Yes, this morning I noticed a photo which included 2 young 'latino' women They were clutching each other The fear in their eyes was reminiscent of pictures of the days of the Holocaust
posted 9th November 2016
It's so sad. And now we have the pathetic spectacle of the government and Farage doing their ghastly courtship dances. I might just switch off the news for a while....
posted 14th November 2016