Stop the hate–for our youth. 

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The election has taken place. The day is over. Let’s stop the hate. Waking up to statuses filled with shame for fellow Americans & the outlook of the country is disappointing. Whatever happened to those of “get out to vote, or whoever you want, just vote” that were everywhere yesterday? Or did you mean to write, “only vote if you’re going to vote the same as me” instead? If you want to get rid of the hate, it starts with community. Not one man. If you want to make a change, get a voice and do more than vote every 4 years. Think openminded not small-minded. Think progression not regression. Think let’s show America’s youth & tomorrow’s voters how to rise above. We had the lowest voter turnout in 5 elections–blame the media for taking such a heavy hand & making such a poorly biased prediction. For such a negatively charged election, that’s sad, but let’s think positive thoughts going forward. Show the youth the importance of an educated vote. 
Also, think mortgage rates are projected to be dropping–refinance, own a home! Yes, think Hall Financial Group. Hell yeah I’m getting that pitch in there. My entire career is based off social media. If I can’t go off the grid to get away from all this damn media news, I’m promoting this amazing company….No but really, I know some great guys & gals who can help you save money on the classic American Dream of homeownership. 
Disclaimer: If you are assuming who I voted for, you will be wrong. This is not in mind of whether my choice in candidate won or lost but in serious disappointment of how adults are handling the outcome. One of my past high school teachers for government refused to tell her students her political views because she didn’t want to persuade the students, she recognized the value of having and forming one’s own opinion. Now more than ever, I respect her for having such a position. I don’t want to see my past professors that I once held in high respect imply some of their past students were uneducated. I don’t want to see teachers assuming their students will be crying this morning–you don’t know who their parents voted for, and you are already ignoring the students who may have been a Trump supporter. I don’t want to hear friends and family call each other racists. I don’t want to hear you complain for the next 4 hours, 4 months, or even 4 years. Go organize a march on Washington if you want to have a voice and make a change. 
Actually, that sounds like a really good educational experience for today’s youth: a nonviolent march. Or maybe a sit down. 
And now maybe I will go off the grid (Sorry boss). ✌🏼

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About Jo Taylor

Sarcasm is my middle name, Poetry & I fell in love sometime back in middle school, & my books are some of my best friends. Writing is an old lost form of intimacy & reading is a relationship. My eyes were never the window to my soul; I promise you these words I write are worth way more. Joy Taylor is just my pen name. Joy is my real middle (irony isn't lost on anyone there) and Taylor is a homage to my disabled brother. Instagram: @tiff.joy, where I occasionally post some poetry amidst the craziness that is my life.

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