Gutted

I was a proud American. Now, I'm not so sure.

I'm not going to belabor the point. I work in video games, which often has the morality of comic books. Well, the villain won today.

I've already seen boundaries be tested in unexpected quarters. There has always been a tendency to theocratic authoritarianism in American thought, just bubbling below the surface (not very far below, if you grew up in places like the deep South) and it's just been given free reign, like a very angry id. Brace yourself for people you never expected to go there to show their true faces.

My generation was raised to believe that America was basically good. That there were dark parts of our history, that we had to work to overcome, but the arrival of an American, whether a soldier, a businessman, or a diplomat, was a good thing, because, well. That's who we were. Generous, tolerant, and willing to share the bounty of what blessings we were given.

None of those traits describe the people who will soon run our nation. There's not even the attempt at pretense.

It's not the country I grew up in. It's not the country I thought I knew.

I'm honestly so disenchanted and gutted that I'm through caring about politics any more. We, our generation, we screwed it up. We have nothing left to offer. It's up to those who follow, who will hopefully do a better job to clean up the mess we've left, and show an empathy we now mock.

Guess I'll make some games or something.