I Will Not Let Hatred Win
By Scott Kall (Harvard College Undergraduate)
So America has officially elected Donald Trump as the 45th president of the United States of America. (Wow, that was hard to type). This man rose to power through the utilization of fear, hatred, bigotry, racism, misogyny, homophobia, xenophobia…the list goes on. I have no words to express how disgusted I am by the results of this election. All I can do is tell my story.
I went through the day just like any normal Tuesday. I went to classes, I had lunch with my friends, I did my homework; I even squeezed in a nap! However, once the votes started coming in, my schedule was set. I couldn’t study for my economics midterm the following day, I couldn’t go to bed without seeing the results; I had to watch the election unfold for myself. There was a watch party in the freshman dining hall at Harvard, so I went there and sat around eating food with all of my friends. Everyone was so bright, so happy, so hopeful. Then, things took a turn. All of a sudden, we were on the edge of our seats, our eyes glued to the projector screen. The smiles were gone. The anxiety amped up. And soon enough, the tears started flowing. We watched as our country’s ideals of freedom and equality fell before our very eyes.
The most memorable moment for me was when I looked at this girl, whom I had never met before, and she was crying. She turned to me and said, “I just can’t believe this is happening,” and I gave her a hug. She was wearing a hijab.
I went back to my dorm and broke down in tears. “How could this have happened?” I thought. “How could this much of America be so stuck in hatred?”
As a member of the LGBTQ+ community, I am extraordinarily frightened about the outcome of this election. Trump as president, Pence as vice president, a Republican House and Senate, a vacant Supreme Court position…this is a recipe for disaster for my community, a community Trump and fellow Republicans believe has no legal legitimacy. And it is a recipe for disaster for so many other marginalized groups in this country. It is a threat to our progress, the progress of humanity toward a more equal and just world.
But though I have shed many a tear on this fateful evening, I will not let hatred win. The fire in the pit of my stomach is burning brighter than ever, and I will continue to fight for what I know is right. I am on a mission, and I will fight harder than ever. Because no one should be able to take away my rights. Or yours. Or anyone else’s.
So here’s what we need to do America. We need to share our stories. We need to tell the world the danger we face as a result of this election. We need to come together, now more than ever, to protest such gross violations of natural human rights. We need to remember that love will always prevail. We will always prevail.
So call your legislators and campaign with them for the rights Trump threatens to take away. Contact organizations like the Human Rights Campaign or others of that nature whose sole mission is to fight against the injustices that are clearly so prevalent in our society. Form new organizations to fight this gross display of bigotry. Organize protests at your schools, in your neighborhoods, in your town halls, in any public venue; stand at the foot of Trump Tower and protest. Make your voices heard. There is so much that can be done to fight for what we believe in. We’ve been fighting since the dawn of this country, and we will never stop fighting.
I still have hope in a better future for America. I still have faith in the ideals America was founded on. And I’ve got a lot of love in my heart. But I’ll be damned if I let hatred and fear take away that hope, take away those ideals, or take away the love I hold.
We have a fight unlike any we’ve ever faced. But we can prevail. We will prevail. Because we are strong. And we are even stronger together.