When It All Went Red

IMG_0180I saw Cory Branan recently. There’s a song from his show that has stuck with me since I heard it – I don’t think it’s out anywhere, but he sings about a ‘nightmare in America’, which obviously has to do something with the current state of the world.

It’s been a bloody summer. Gun violence is way out of control. Less than two months ago, the deadliest mass shooting in U.S. history happened at a nightclub in Orlando. 49 people died. It seems like forever ago, because less than a month later two men were killed in individual incidents in Baton Rouge and St. Anthony, Minnesota. A day after that, five police were killed by a gunman in Dallas. These incidents were just the ones we heard about on TV.

That’s one part of it. Donald Trump impossibly, improbably secured the Republican nomination for president, delivering a terrifying speech full of doom and gloom, sounding more a Facist dictator than the leader of the free world, while managing to insult what seems like every group on the planet.

While Trump threatens to unravel the fabric of what truly makes America great, we’re still reeling from the losses of true titans of culture. David Bowie died in January, two days after bowing with his beautiful final record, “Blackstar”, and then Prince lost a private battle with addiction in April. Muhammad Ali died in June. Who takes the place of these legends when their natural lives end? It’s so weird that it’s just happened.

All of these events – just a select few I’ve mentioned – seem so overwhelming and terribly insurmountable. I don’t know if it’s because I’m 30 and just noticing these things more, but you can feel the tension in the air. We all have something to be upset about. It’s something new and more shocking every day to the point where we’re immunized from them. What would capture the global attention decades ago now can pass like a blip in an endless news cycle because there’s immediately something else to worry about.

It feels like a transformative time in history. I’m curious as to see what that looks like on the other end and hope it’s a little less scary than it is now.

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