It is a truth universally acknowledged, that if Trump is reelected, we will lose our fucking minds.
Four more years of this anxiety, fear, disgust, and helpless rage would not be endurable. The daily insults to our intelligence and to our very souls are not sustainable. So even though on the one hand we are convinced that sanity will prevail and Biden will win the election, on the other hand we now know that a large portion of voters is rooting for that stupid fat malevolent cunt to finish destroying what’s left of our democracy.
So! What will you do? I want to leave the US, and I’m thinking about what my choices are. Ireland, maybe? I have two friends who live in Ireland, so at least I would know someone. They’re still letting us in for some reason. It’s a beautiful place, and I wouldn’t have to learn a new language.
From Dublin, you can fly to France, where one could hopefully outstay one’s visa and just blend into the background of Paris.
The last (and only) time I went to Paris, I was 15 years old. My sister and I had acquired a pair of French boyfriends who were vacationing in London, where we spent our evenings at a disco bar in Earl’s Court. I can still remember the jukebox there, which was always playing either “Lola” or “Band of Gold.” Anyway, we met these guys, Michel and Daniel, who wore striped sailor shirts and little scarves around their necks. They were adorable.
Soon, they invited us for a dirty weekend in Paris, and we showed up there with no idea of what to do or where to go. We found a cheap hotel where the proprietress yelled at us contemptuously in French but took our money, however resentfully. The next day, we went to Daniel’s house in the suburbs, where the guys were lolling around while the parents were away somewhere. We watched French TV and one of the guys put on a facial mask. We assumed this was a normal thing for cute French guys.
The guys were horrified to learn that my sister and I were both having our periods! Hahaha! They were beside themselves, blabbing hysterically about “le regle.” Eventually they calmed down and I think we spent a nice day with them. I really can’t remember anything else, but I have a packet of heartsick letters from Michele Girard, his actual name, proclaiming his love and calling me his little cabbage.
So anyway, France would be great and they have socialized medicine, so hopefully I could get my antidepressants, lipitor, ativan, and calcium. If it’s Ireland, I can get some of those bulky hand-knit sweaters, and eat scones and oatcakes and learn to drink Guinness.
Meanwhile, my sister just texted me, “ARE YOU LISTENING TO WILLIAM BARR?” in all caps, and even though I’m not, I can feel the revulsion rising in my chest. What a fucking fucker that fucking bastard is. Four more years of that bulldog warty face will kill me, and not in a good way.
Four more years of Jared and Ivanka, Chad Wolf and Peter Navarro, simpering Mike Pence and the rest of those motherfuckers, no no no no.
Think how much worse it can get! Or don’t, since it will raise your cortisol level, disrupting almost all your body’s processes and putting you at risk of anxiety, depression, digestive problems, headaches, heart disease, sleep problems, weight gain, memory and concentration impairment.
Wait, you already have those symptoms? Me too! France or Ireland, cast your vote. Or submit another viable destination and I’ll meet you there in December.
In a “zoom” or so, i have mentioned- ish that i will not be able o endure it if he gets back in. Most recbly, someone raised an eyebrow and askd if i were ok and wha i meant. I assured them , not THAT . But man, i really don’t know how i couldendure it.
Hey Joanne,
I was just having the same discussion with my husband.
France or Quebec Canada is our choice.
I have lots of family in France and my best childhood friend from Canada says
come on over.
Really hopeful that Americans will prevail and get this price of work out of the White House with all his fucking lowlife cowards who are kissing his ass to keep their position and entitled life with no regards to decency
and humanity!
eekahil – You can’t. You’re only human.
Valerie – Will you have room for us in Canada??
Am I one of the friends !!
Some talk of heading north from my family and I’d love to go. But unless my “mixed race” relatives come along I feel obliged to stay here at the ready in case they have flee their homes/are evicted/orphaned.
Also: no burritos in Ireland, ffs.
I CANNOT BELIEVE CHEETO MIGHT WIN AGAIN. Each time that possibly crosses my mind, I’m filled with so much anger and despair and my ears get that whooshing sound… I hope I don’t drop dead from all the anxiety. Vote! Also, I love your story about your adventures with your sister. ??
Ali – I thought you were in Germany!
Romeo – We’ll make our own, jesus christ.
Anna – Don’t drop dead, maybe he’ll choke on a sandwich. Thank you for liking the France adventure, those were the days, eh?
How timely! Yes, I’ve thought about east would go if that grotesque criminal stays put. I not leaving my home. I don’t think he will last a second term…either stroke out or resign. He’s in deep shit today with the news if a Woodward’s new book. Or at least he should be! Unfortunately is cretin followers will excuse it.Fuck him. But, I will try to stay away from news. My trump friends will have to be very careful around me. I’m going to create my own beautiful world. Now, I say you will get bored to death in Ireland. Period. I’ve been looking at real estate in Paris, and the good news is there are apartments to buy! The bad news is an apartment the size of a one car garage in a decent neighborhood is $400k! I’d be happy to live within an hours train ride from Paris. So I will keep you posted.
Sorry for my typos!
He won’t last a second term
Deborah – Okay good, somewhere outside of Paris!