A Cold And Broken Hallelujah
Love is not a victory march, it’s a cold and it’s a broken Hallelujah…– Leonard Cohen, “Hallelujah”
1. On November 7th, Leonard Cohen died. (I did not know this until a few days later.)
2. On November 9th, I “officially” announced that I had created a coping playlist (affectionately titled “Fuckface Von Clownstick” <<< click for link) with Leonard Cohen’s “Hallelujah” in it.
3. On the most recent Saturday Night Live (so, November 12th), Kate Mckinnon (as Hillary Clinton, of course) sang Leonard Cohen’s “Hallelujah” – here’s the link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BG-_ZDrypec – her voice is actually quite nice, which I was not expecting (to be very honest), and…it helped. It was beautiful.
First of all, rest in peace, Leonard. Second of all, can SNL stop stealing my ideas? (Just kidding.) Third of all, I don’t care if Donald Trump is the new President. I still don’t respect him.
And I’ll tell you why, yeah, I will, that way you’re not left wondering why I didn’t vote for Donald Trump, y’know? (I’m being very sarcastic right now, in case you can’t tell.)
The main reason is that he, simply put, doesn’t careabout us. Any of us.
It’s not as though we simply “don’t like him.” The moment the results came in, many of us were crying. A few people I know contemplated suicide. I became depressed again, and I’m still in the process of shaking that.
I don’t hate Mr. Trump. I don’t. (Hard to believe, right?) Okay?! I don’t hate him! I don’t, I don’t, I don’t, I don’t!Or his supporters! That idea that the liberals are so damn condescending that they don’t recognize a Homo sapiens sapiens when they see one on the other end of the political scale, I’m done with that! I don’t hate him, or his supporters! You hear me?Whoever you are, I care about you!And…I get it.
I fearMr. Trump. This is an important distinction. Between fiery, ugly hate, and grieving, pathetic…fear.
I don’t know how to this explain this to you Trump supporters out there. Instead of the sharp, pointed anger you think I feel, and I’m sure you dislike me for (I bet you think I’m condescending!), what I really feel is more akin to that split second during which you realize you’re falling. Stretched out for an eternal amount of time. Anxiety. Please, I’m beggingyou, give me a chance!Show me you are nothing to fear. Show me you careabout me! Show me you won’t hurtme! Please, please, show me you care! Tell me I’m not a “hater!” Tell me I’m not a “loser!” Tell me I’m not “small!” PLEASE, I’M ON MY KNEES, SHOW ME YOU CARE!
Maybe there’s a God above,
but all I’ve ever learned from love
was how to shoot somebody who outdrew you,
and it’s not a cry that you hear at night,
it’s not somebody who’s seen the light,
it’s a cold and it’s a broken Hallelujah– Leonard Cohen, “Hallelujah”