Now I have to hope to the god that is part of my new official state religion (do I need to have the local vicar over for tea when I move?) that someone over there hires me soon. Amazingly, people want to interview me.
The goal is to get the fuck out of America with my daughter before Trump is inaugurated. No specific plan of where to move, just wherever I get a job. We will move to the Falklands if we have to.
It feels so close now.
Isn’t England on a pretty tenuous political path too?
Britain is banning conversion therapy. If anything, Trump is going to make it more prevalent.
My daughter is queer.
I’d say staying in the U.S. is a far more tenuous prospect in terms of her safety.
Also, Scotland is the most LGBT-friendly country in Europe. Not sure if I’ll end up in Scotland, but that’s a good reason to hope so.
Sound like you have a good plan. A little jealous that you can actually leave. Best of luck and make sure to send us a post card.
After far too many years of Tory misrule, it definitely feels like the situation is turning around. Although the Labour manifesto was pretty weak sauce and their first 100 days were rocky, the government are starting to do interesting things (like renationalisation and devolution) that makes me start to feel hopeful again.
