This is not grief. This is rage, white-hot, righteous, and roaring from the belly of a betrayal we saw coming. We the 92% does not flinch from the truth: the 2024 election was a litmus test for this nation’s soul, and once again, Black women were the moral compass in the storm.
The Numbers Don’t Lie—But America Does
Harris actually won 94% of Black women’s votes, a staggering mandate from the demographic that remains democracy’s most unwavering guardian. But the cracks in the foundation were glaring:
Black men’s support dropped to 77% - a 15-point chasm from Black women’s near-unanimity.
White women? 47%. White men? 39%. The same groups that claim "allyship" folded when it mattered.
Latino support barely crossed majority thresholds (55% of women, 51% of men), exposing the myth of solidarity.
Yet despite being the backbone of this coalition, Black women were handed a familiar script: Lead the charge. Absorb the blows. Then watch as others negotiate your humanity over brunch.
This wasn’t just about race—it was about preventing democracy’s funeral. We knew the cost of protest votes and third-party dalliances:
FAFO became policy: Farms seized. Social Security on the chopping block. Medicaid, Medicare, WIC—all in the crosshairs.
Families ripped apart: Deportation squads hunting down parents while their children sobbed in classrooms.
Global carnage: Refugees stranded in warzones, abandoned by a nation that swore "never again."
Economic sabotage: Eggs at $8 a dozen, gaslighting about "temporary inflation" as billionaires cashed in.
And let’s name the rot: Too many men—of all races—couldn’t stomach voting for a Black and South Asian woman, no matter her qualifications. Their fragile masculinity preferred a convicted felon over a prosecutor. Their racism masqueraded as "principled opposition."
We didn’t just vote against chaos—we voted for:
A democracy where votes matter more than corporate PACs
A justice system that doesn’t auction Black lives to the highest bidder
A future where our daughters aren’t forced to relitigate battles we already won
The "fire and fury" here isn’t just anger—it’s the unextinguishable flame of a people who’ve carried this nation’s conscience for too long. Now, we’re stepping back—not because we’ve given up, but because those who voted against their own interests must finally learn the lessons we’ve been screaming for generations. Let them sit with the chaos they created. Let them organize the resistance. Let them discover—the hard way—what happens when you take Black women’s labor for granted. We’ve lit the torches. Now it’s their turn to carry the flame.
Sample Themes
Voting While Betrayed
What it meant to vote when you already knew how this would go
Carrying the election while others abandoned the mission
The sick feeling in your stomach after the numbers came in - again
What you said to your friends or family who refused to vote or “voted third party on principle”
The Numbers Don’t Lie - But America Does
Your reaction to the exit polls: 94% of Black women, 77% of Black men, 47% of white women
Feeling the distance between allyship and action
Watching the same people who post Black squares vote against your freedom
This Was Never Just About Us
Rage at watching other communities flirt with fascism
Grief for the global consequences: refugee bans, military escalations, climate abandonment
“I knew what was coming. And I screamed. And they called me dramatic.”
The Cost of Clarity
What it feels like to always be right - and never be protected
The weight of being democracy’s first responder
Rage as inheritance, fury as insight
“We warned them. Now let them feel it.”
Let the Torch Burn
Refusing to clean up another national mess
Declaring a boundary: “We showed up. You didn’t. This is your fire now.”
Letting the chaos teach those who didn’t believe us
How we preserve ourselves while the rest of the country learns - too late
Political Disillusionment
What happens when you fight for democracy harder than the people who claim to lead it?
Civil and Human Rights
This election wasn’t a game, it was the difference between survival and extinction.
Family Conversations
How do you explain to your daughter that even now, a felon was preferred over a brilliant Black woman?
Rage and Righteousness
Write from the gut. Write the text you wanted to send. Write the eulogy for your political innocence.
Personal Reckoning
What this election broke in you and what it ignited.
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