It’s Pretty Fly to Be a White Guy

It’s Not Easy Being Anyone Else, and It’s Getting Worse Every Day. I’m Pissed About That. Why Isn’t My White Guy Partner Angry, Too?

Look at these guys, all worry-free and relaxing. Like everything is A-okay. Probably because for them, it is okay. It’s just fine. Hunkey-dorey!

For the rest of us, whether we are middle-aged women, young Black men, thirtysomething queer or trans people, even retirees of nearly every shade, shape and size — things are not so great. Not so dorey at all.

For trans people, for women of reproductive age, for anyone of color, things are getting truly horrifying.

This week alone, the current administration made strides toward Hitler-esque governance that only white dudes can shrug off.

I know because I live with one.

So do bunches of my friends. Their white dudes don’t feel nearly as panicked as we do. I have a 30-year old white son. He’s not freaked out. But my 27 year old bisexual daughter and my 23 year old ally son are losing their damn minds over this. As they should be.

The first, early vicious targets of the Trump regime are becoming clearer by the day, and it’s not white guys, that’s for sure.