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The World Right Now

I know this blog is usually a mental health blog, but that was unintentional. I have some mental health posts lined up, as it is a topic I of course really care about (I spoke at a Congress for Cycle Against Suicide the other week), but I am living on the same earth as you are, and I want to address the elephant in the room.
Since Donald Trump has been elected, the atmosphere of the world has changed. People are living in fear. I will keep this short and sweet, because this is all rather simple.
Torture is not ok.
Trying to ban people from coming into a country just because they come from Muslim countries is not ok (deny it all you want, Donald, it's obvious what you're at).
Taking away Planned Parenthood which not only provides abortions, but cancer screenings, is not ok (do not argue that you are pro-life with me when you do nothing but campaign for unborn fetuses', support people who said that unwanted pregnancies are all a woman's fault, disregard women's lives, and don't speak out for the lives lost on a day to day basis due to hate and war).
Ethnocentrism is not ok.
Misogyny and rape are not ok.
Being anti-LGBTQplus is not ok.
White supremism  is not ok.
Torture is not ok.
Mocking people is not ok.
Building a fucking wall is not ok.
Protests are good. Looking at our faults are good. Acknowledging that every one of us, no matter our ethnicity, race, religion, sexuality or gender, are all human. And we all deserve human rights. America is dangerously following the path of Nazi Germany. Torture. Propaganda. Silencing certain media outlets. Walls. Threat of Muslim registry. Racism. Sepremism. America are the ones who inspired Hitler to create concentration camps (as seen in Mein Kampf). History is dangerously close to repeating itself. So stay angry. Stay passionate. Look out for minority groups. Use your voice, scream from the rooftop in any way you know how.
The time to act is now. The time to unite is now. The time to recognise that we are all equal humans, is now.



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If you want to read a detailed and backed up piece on why Trump should be impeached, you can do so here




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