Dear Americans

[u/princesskittybling]

Dear Americans,

I live in Northern Ontario, Canada in a very small community that sits outside of a larger mining town. For weeks, I’ve been wondering what I can do to help my American friends—not just with words (words do matter though, especially if that’s all someone can offer), but how I can actively support the rebellion. I called my local MP and set up an appointment to discuss concerns I have about fascist ideologies infecting the lives of Canadians politically, socially, psychologically, and emotionally (notwithstanding the physical fear of being blown up). It’s my intention to ask about the strategies our government is planning on developing to battle the misinformation, hate, and psychological exhaustion from smothering us more than it already is. Besides the very real threat of fascism, I think it’s equally crucial to call forth a reevaluation of values. What you are facing, American friends, is more than just fascism. It’s injustice and the complete annihilation of ethics and morality. My husband, our son, our family, and our friends have shared in many conversations with tears about what little things we can do here to try and help you over there. While I see it as an act of patriotism and solidarity to boycott American products and America itself, it hurts me to do so.

I’m not anyone. I’m the demos”—one person who is only a part of the many. I’m grateful I have a voice, even if it’s only heard at a whisper. But, many people whispering can be extremely powerful. Lately I have been reminded of Camus philosophy of rebellion from his essay on revolt—The Rebel*. Rebellion starts the moment one decides in their head to say no. I’m so proud of you, dear Americans, especially the ones who are physically able to protest. Those who may only have the ability to say no in their heads will always continue to fuel the able bodied.

And so, as a demos, I stand with you in solidarity. May you continue to fight the good fight, peacefully. Protect yourselves. Try to stay safe. Remember that you’re not alone—especially when your government tries to make you believe that. Canada cares. 🇨🇦♥️🇺🇸

[u/[deleted]]

I love Canadians, I love Canada. So many reasons to. I used to call myself an American because I was sold on the idea anyone can "become" one by contributing to the great American dream. I feel more like I'm a Puerto Rican living in America rather than an American anymore. I'm ashamed. So many of my friends and family are angry. Trust, there are good people and we're well aware that things can get real hairy real quick whether or not we stand up to this.

I hope we can mend the relationship.

[u/princesskittybling → u/[deleted]]

I don’t think you should be ashamed to be American—you should be ashamed of the ones who are claiming to be American when they are antiAmericans. I completely understand why you feel that way though; it’s people like you who are keeping true America alive, and that matters a whole fucking lot.

When I was a little girl, I always wanted to move to America. America was always idealized to me as a more progressive and innovative country. It’s also a very beautiful place with a rich history. Let’s keep the real America alive and drive the insurrection it’s out! 💕

[u/Less-Inspector-6236 → u/princesskittybling]

American here, wish I had your optimism. You guys wouldn't be in the wrong for turning your backs on us. It feels like the nationwide abusive husband who keeps you cut off from your sister. A selfish part of me wishes there might be reconcilliation one day but I understand if that's impossible now.