kids and presidents

This morning, I awoke to the news that Trump had won the presidency and, alongside that, COUNTLESS articles on Facebook titled something along the lines of “What will we tell our children?”

This evening, I read that children as young as 3 were crying because of the election results and that schools had extra staff on hand to help children “deal.”

I dunno about you guys, but I told my children and they were mostly all “oh ok. Hey mom, look at these zombies we’re drawing…”

(No pun intended by them as far as people and elections and zombies go, they’re just super obsessed with Plants vs. Zombies.)

See, they’re not concerned with the future of our country because they’re 8 and 9 years old. And that’s way ok. Now that doesn’t mean that they’re so in their own world that they don’t know about issues, or have ideas and opinions – even ones different than mine – it means that they have their whole adult life to be concerned with these things and they know that. They also know that they will likely experience things that either strengthen those opinions or flip them completely on end.

And that’s ok. As adults, I trust that they will handle it.

But as of right now, no matter the outcome, it was easy to tell them because they’re busy BEING CHILDREN. They’re busy playing Minecraft and soccer and toilet tag with the neighbor kids (don’t ask). It was also easy to tell them because we talk about the human condition on a regular basis – and how a vote one way or house control the other way will never do away with that. But more than that, it was easy to tell them because politicians do not direct their moral compass and celebrities are not their role models.

So, “what will we tell our children?”

I’ll probably just keep telling mine the same thing I always have – they seem to be ok.

who run this world?

HEY GUYS, DID YOU HEAR ABOUT THE 17-YEAR-OLD ENDAGERED GORILLA THAT WAS SHOT AT THE ZOO?

Of course you did. We all did.

I was never much of a current events girl until I joined Facebook, because that’s really all Facebook is – these days, especially. Current events and opinions. And, of course, opinions about current events.

Political opinions, parenting opinions, pit bull opinions (more on that later, omg), and 17-year-old endangered gorilla opinions.

On the one hand, yay, to humans for talking about some quote-unquote real sh*t in between all that candy crushing, but on the other hand, what the h-e-double hockey sticks, guys?

A small human being fell (doesn’t even matter how once it has happened) into the gorilla enclosure at a zoo and people have actually said things like “maybe the parents should have been shot” or “the gorilla was holding the boys hand probably trying to help and gets killed for it” or “he was treating that little boy like gorillas treat their young.”

Yea! Gorillas drag their young through moats (…?), so it’s fine if they drag our young through moats!

Have any of these people actually watched the footage?

I’d like to think that as the species with the largest cerebral cortex, we have the mental capacity to feel sadness for an endangered animal dying in this way, but also enough reasoning to know that when a 4-year-old human being’s life is in the hands of a 400lb gorilla, it makes a whole bunch of sense to shoot the gorilla.

We didn’t get to where we are a species (however you feel about us) by handing our young over to gorillas and shooting their parents, guys – we just didn’t.

All I can figure is that this is either a case of backward evolution or society having their collective head up their collective rear-end.

See, I have opinions, too.