Instant karma’s gonna get you.

It’s been another sick, sad day in Donald Tr*mp’s Sick Sad World. I feel like vomiting. I feel like crying. I feel like grabbing every passing stranger by the shoulders, shaking them and screaming “What have we done?? What have we DONE??”

But I’m not going to do these things today. Instead, today, I’m going to tell you what I know. So listen up hateful, fearful or simply ignorant white people. I’m talking directly to you. Perhaps you’ll hear this coming from someone with white skin.

I know that you won’t stop progress. No matter how you kick and scream. No matter how you bemoan the loss of a way of life you’ve never actually experienced. So start by crossing the “again” out of your beloved MAGA slogan. The past is the past. You will not get it back.

I know that technology is here whether you like it or not. It will continue to change the landscape of manufacturing, continue to reshape the job market. You will adapt or be left behind. That is hard to hear, I know. The good news is there will be bountiful opportunities for those who are willing to learn new skills. The bad news is that if you don’t, Trump won’t be able to save you. (And probably doesn’t want to. He too, prefers efficiency in business).

I know that people of color will not go gentle into that good old racist patriarchy. They will continue to be your bosses, your Presidents, your professors, your doctors. They will be in positions of power over you, they will continue to loudly, definitively assert that their lives matter, and there is nothing you can do about it, no matter how many epithets you hiss behind turned backs.

I know that women will not suddenly be deterred by the fact we’ve only managed to dent the Presidential glass ceiling. We will not simply shrug and offer you, elderly white men of Congress, the legislation over our bodies with which you seem so obsessed. We will march forward and continue marching forward. Meet you on the White House lawn.

I know men will not stop loving men, and women will not stop loving women, just because you find it icky. I know that the gay community will not put up with having their rights threatened, will not go back in time, and believe me when I say you wouldn’t want that either. Google the Stonewall riots. And now you done pissed them off.

I know that the world is getting smaller, not larger, and soon you’ll have no choice but to be a citizen of the globe. Technology has connected us in unprecedented ways. Ways that laugh in the face of a cement wall. The borders you long for simply don’t exist, much less are able to be enforced. You’ll exhaust yourself trying to fight the tide. Eventually it will take you. And you might find that it leads you somewhere far less frightening than you’ve been imagining this whole time.

I know that this makes you feel angry and fearful to hear. I know you feel you will lose your place in the world. I know with your vote, you were grasping at the last dark, ugly, little hope that you could somehow stop all this. Throw a cheeto-colored cog in the machine. But that’s not how this works. The wheels are turning, cheetos crumble and you can’t stop progress. It’s coming. Better get yourself together darlin’. Join the human race.