I feel this to a great degree. It's an uncomfortable dilemma.

I have the capability to escape and I'm white. Part of me very much wants to send my daughter away because I'm worried about slipping further into a police state and a fascist state. I don't want her to have to live through that. We were actually talking this weekend about how it's impossible for me not to take this rising fascist rise personal because I was close to my grandparents who fought against fascism in the 40s. Like, it feels like the deepest disrespect to them that we're here again. You know what I mean?

We've come so far in regards to equalling the playing field to make the American dream a reality for all it's citizens. There's still so far to go, that can't be argued but it's also true that we've come far. It's heartbreaking, almost paralyzing, to see how quick and easy the slide back can be.

I could never leave my friends and neighbors to this. An equal part of me wants to stay and fight. To protect. To get in the way of fascism and bigotry. To get others out.

All My best, my friend.