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I’m full of despair and lacking in hope, but most of all, I’m angry. I’m angry that our voices go unheard by our elected officials because it doesn’t put money in their pockets anymore. I’m angry that calls to action and pleas for a better way forward are drowned out by corporate interests. I’m angry that we’re bombing people thousands of miles away and we haven’t even been told why. I’m angry that no one in charge can get their story straight, that they can’t even give us the common courtesy of coming up with a decent lie that everyone can stick to. I’m angry that the story changes every day. I’m angry that we’re perpetuating the cycle of violence. I’m angry that we’re creating a new generation of anti-America sentiment rather than trying to atone for the sins of our past. I’m angry that, when that wave of hatred crashes down on us, we’ll be so ignorant of our own wrongs that we’ll forget we deserve it. I’m angry that we’ve engaged ourselves into senseless violence and hatred rather than focusing on the things that should be important to us. I’m angry that discourse has become discord and that we can no longer see eye to eye with each other. I’m angry at how pervasive discord has become due to the excess of vitriol-spewing bots on every social media platform. I’m angry that we have to suffer for the decisions of an administration that we never agreed with. I’m angry that said administration has gaslit its supporters into believing this is what they voted for. I’m angry that this administration is so afraid to face the truth of its own crimes that it would plunge us into a world war to pull attention from them. I’m angry that I was raised by people who voted for this, who still support this, who will tell you that this is right. I’m fucking angry that our representatives sit on their hands as the façade they’ve built fades away to reveal money-grubbing corruption and sickening acts against humanity.More than anything though, I’m angry that we aren’t angry enough. Not nearly.