āIām an American. Iām a Native American, Hopi and Native Texan. My people were beaten, tortured, raped and exterminated. Everything we had, even the story of our history and culture, was stolen from us. Iām Latino, Canary Islander and Indigenous Mexican. My Latino family has lived within the borders of the current United States since the late 1600s, yet we are treated as though weāve just arrivedā¦illegally. Iām West African. My ancestors were enslaved and faced immeasurable horrors in every way a person can be hurt. We built this country, and yet we receive no acknowledgment for it, instead, we are the targets of the most discrimination, inequality, and violence. I am Polish and Irish. The most recent members of my family to arrive on this continent came here in the 1800s to escape famine and imprisonment for their religious and political affiliations. My white relatives were also enslaved in the south and discriminated against until the mid-20th century. It wasnāt until everyone was forced to forget their culture and assimilate into Anglo-white American culture that they could escape the persecution and discrimination. They could blend in better than my darker relatives, but the hurt never left. My grandparents, with accents to give them away, still picked cotton to support their families, their fingers pricked to the bone, and their skin burning in the Texas sun.
I listened to my grandparents, and I donāt forget the stories of my families. Itās hard to fight to survive and fight to better oneself at the same time. I have had the good fortune of access to education, housing, and nourishment. So many of us have only just now been able to enjoy a quality of life that was not just "survival.ā Why now are we taking so many steps backward? My American pride and the hope of my ancestors for a better life for their descendants has been so short lived after enduring so much. We were not yet where we needed to be for a more perfect unionā¦and now the prospect of this seems even further away. America is not the dream of the privileged 1%. We ALL make this country. We ALL have these stories if we really look into our histories. We ALL must stand together. The 99% must learn to trust each other after all that weāve been through, or the 1% and our willingness to blame each other, will kill us all. We have a lot of work to do. if youāre angry about my post, Iām sorry if I didnāt use the exact language that makes you comfortable. Iām sorry if Iām not enough of any of my ancestorsā races to claim them. Iām sorry if you didnāt want to hear that we have had a hard time since the beginning of this nation.
For the rest of the world. Iām sorry. A little over ½ of us here are doing the best we canā¦and most of us are terrified and feel powerless to do anything about itā¦and yet we still sign petitions, vote, protest, write, and send money to organizations who are also fighting. Most of us are just fighting to workā¦to survive and feed our families and our bills.