The oppressed don’t know they’re oppressed until it’s too late. Some people have a lesson to learn. For the rest of us who anticipate the challenges ahead, let us go high when they go low, accept and love the differences within all of us, and remember one important facet of this country’s anthem- one man does not define us. We have the right and the responsibility to speak, vote, and hope. It might not feel like enough right now, but dammit my people, it’s time to stand up and unite against more of the same disguised in orange. Here’s to Hillary Rodham Clinton; here’s to the women; to the gays, to the blacks, yellows, and reds; to the people fleeing hatred in their own countries (ha!) and seeking opportunity here; here’s to the disabled; the uneducated; to the poor. And hell, why not, here’s to you Donald Trump, you don’t know what lies ahead after the big words you’ve spouted and tweeted, but you won nothing more than a fight today. Big man, we’ve got a big purpose now. We are pissed. We are going to promote love and peace and equality and you will go down in history as someone who tried to stall it. And you will lose.