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needed rant- I’ve been in college for under 2 months, seems like such a short amount of time when I really think about it. In the past 2 weeks alone there have been two mass shootings that directly affected either myself &/or the close friends I have made in this brief 2 months.
Yes, I know Tuesday was election day. Voting is so so so important and I hope everyone made it to the polls and used their voices. November 6th was a day we were all looking forward too, but we don’t just stop now. There were many success stories from this election...
...but that’s not to say there were no disappointments. We can’t stop talking about it. We can’t stop fighting. Yes, voting is a HUGE step in the right direction, but it’s not the final leap. It hurts my entire body when I think about Pittsburgh...
...and then, only about a week later, while my friends and I are sitting in the common room doing homework, to hear that a bar that my friend frequented at home is currently being shot up... I have no words.
Coming to college, especially at SB, I‘d begun to realize how similar it is to living inside a bubble. If you don’t want to, you don’t really need to be caught up with anything outside campus. This absolutely caught me off guard. I’m used to the national news being my local news!
I started to notice that I had to put in extra effort to be checking publications from home to keep myself updated. It seems like no one talks about anything here that didn’t happen here! I was getting really frustrated. After Pittsburgh though, my school’s Hillel organized...
...a gathering in the middle of campus. We lit candles for the victims and cried. Hundreds of people showed up, whether or not they identified with the jewish community. It gave me that glimmer of hope, that feeling of home, that I really needed. I stood next to my friends and...
...cried over the sheer hate that people still have for my community. I cried for the friends and families of those who went to the synagogue. I cried for the lives lost. I called my mom and talked to her as she waited to find out that her friend who went to that synagogue...
...had decided not to go that morning because their mutual friend M was in town and was coming over for brunch. She told me that M hadn’t seen their friend in years and the day she HAPPENED to make plans to see him just HAPPENED to be the day that his synagogue got shot up.
As she is telling me all of this I can’t help thinking how much this all depends on luck. Yeah, I’m lucky my high school didn’t get shot up, but now i’m in college. Now i get to continue that fear on a bigger campus for four more years. I’m lucky that my moms friend didn’t go...
to synagogue that day, but hate crimes against the jewish community are getting more common and who’s to say it won’t happen in another synagogue or to another community targeted by hate crime. These thoughts make me sick to my stomach and the fact that I can’t help but think...
...these things is depressing to say the least. I’m not really sure what the point of this rant was, I don’t have a specific call to action or anything really, I’m just really pissed off. I don’t want to have to console my friend because 12 people were murdered last night in...
...his home town. That’s fucked up. That’s beyond fucked up. Why should I have to know what to say or what to do when someone is going through that? I shouldn’t. This is so fucked up. So fucking fucked up.
