One wonders what the impact on our culture and our society will be tomorrow when a man who began his campaign by claiming Mexicans were criminals and rapists, and ended with twelve women claiming he had sexually assaulted them, takes the most important job in the world.
With millions of Americans willing to resist the legitimacy of his Presidency, will the decline be slow and inexorable, like in the Yeat's poem, or quick and devastating like a zombie movie?
"Our responsibility here has ended."
Here at Outsider Poetry, we're not in danger of receiving any public grants anytime soon, and we're not expecting that any of our editors or contributors will be bowing to pressure to censor ourselves, so we won't be getting on the next helicopter and heading out to the nearest abandoned mall anytime in the forseeable future.
One of our favorite responses to what will happen tomorrow was from comedian Patton Oswalt, who advised those who are feeling stressed: And then -- IF you can afford it -- go find a struggling theater company and pay to see whatever play they're putting on. Or a struggling art gallery or music club or museum. Leave 'em money and see what they're about. Go see an indie film that's got stellar reviews and no audience. Or a new restaurant or other small business that needs friends and customers. Download a new band. Go to an independent bookstore and buy something from a small press. Go to an open mike. Or see any comedian. Tip your barista or barkeep a little extra. Patton Oswalt
We'd of course recommend Zombie Logic Press if you're interested in supporting one of America's more audacious small presses.
But aside from that, Outsider Poetry will be here as a voice for the creative community, the disabled, and the mentally ill. We won't be knuckling under to pressure to censor, no matter where it comes from.