Stephen Hawking: ‘I fear that I may not be welcome’ in Trump’s America

These are dark times.

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By Lindsey Bever

Stephen Hawking says he no longer feels welcome in the United States, now that President Trump is in power.

The renowned scientist and theoretical physicist spoke Monday on ITV’s “Good Morning Britain” about his views on artificial intelligence, climate change and Trump — whom he once called a demagogue.

“The reaction to the election of Donald Trump may have been overdone, but it represents a definite swing to a right-wing, more authoritarian approach,” Hawking said about the negative response to Trump’s election.

Of the United States, he said: “I have many friends and colleagues there, and it is still a place I like and admire in many ways. But I fear that I may not be welcome.”

Leading up to the U.S. presidential election, Hawking was cheekily asked on “Good Morning Britain” whether he could explain Trump’s rise to presidential candidacy.

“I can’t,” Hawking said last May. “He’s a demagogue who seems to appeal to the lowest common…

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Trump’s America: Stay and fight, or BOYCOTT AMERICA?

Back in 2008 when I had just turned 18, I decided I’d vote for the first time just cause I could. I’ve always realized that it’s a totally empty gesture, but I felt excited to be a part of history. First black president of the United States. In 2008. Woo.. that’s really some monumental shit there, eh? Only took hundreds of years for America to finally decide, “Hell, all the other old wrinkly white bastards in stuffy suits weren’t quite doin it for us, let’s be “progressive” and tolerant enough to parade a young, attractive black man as our token face of a faceless entity that is… “AMERICAN DEMOCRACY.”

But I digress… We were all excited for the hope and change he promised, and I do feel that it opened up some discussions and provoked some thought for where we are as a country in terms of racial tolerance, but it was all just a fucking joke.

Understanding the “walking contradiction” of the feminist housewife.

When did feminism become such an elite, intolerant club? Isn’t a key objective of the feminist movement to unify women so we can fight against injustice? I understand why those who identify as a “feminist housewife” may appear as walking contradictions, but I’ve never been so disappointed in the feminist community until this type of intolerance emerged… and toward one another, at that!

Could someone please direct me to the Feminist Rulebook so I can learn the beliefs and lifestyles that aren’t permitted to be a “good” feminist? Is there a feminist guru who carved out one-size-fits-all commandments to be adhered to or be shunned?

I believe that modern feminism (especially in a nation ruled by a hate-spewing, unashamed racist/sexist/homophobe) is in a fragile state as it is. I feel that a major focus of feminism should be to do everything possible to work to undo the increasingly widening divide our culture insidiously engrains in women from childhood on. The media is extremely effective in instilling a subconscious sense of competitiveness and self-oppression in women. Women calling each other “sluts,” “whores,” – or even worse: “femi-Nazi” if a comment gives off the slightest hint of feminist views.

I could go on and on, but my point is that there’s already enough division between women as it is. Sure, there’s always been man-hating “no boys allowed” feminist groups and blogs, but I never thought I’d see feminists turn against each other simply for choosing a lifestyle different from their own.

Being raised Mormon – a religion with extreme gender stereotypes and roles – I recognize that my beliefs are likely a product of religious indoctrination. I was raised to believe that becoming a mother and wife should be the focus of my entire life. Consequently, despite disassociating from Mormonism as an adult, confusing deviancies remain.

I’ve tried to undo the indoctrination and brainwashing as much as I can, but I could never shake the deeply-rooted feeling that becoming a mother and raising children; the act of growing a baby involuntarily in my body, creating my own unique individual human – that, to me, is the defining, most quintessential act of femininity in humanity; the epitome of womanhood. I don’t see how my veneration of the process of procreation makes me any less of a feminist.

I am fully aware that my conventional, gender-stereotypical, dare I say Biblical views on motherhood and marriage are almost unheard of in the feminist community. I fully understand why the labels of “feminist” and “housewife” seem to be extreme opposites on a spectrum. I struggled with guilt that by finding joy in simply being a housewife and leaving the work to my husband, by willingly and happily assuming the conventional roles society impresses upon women, that I was compromising my feminist convictions.

I wrestled with beliefs, urges, religious indoctrination and convictions that seemed so confusingly contradictory at first glance.

As a “feminist housewife” with an innate urge to be a mother and wife, by no means am I confining myself solely to those roles. I can wear a collar, crawl in the floor at his feet by a leash, spend hours each day barefoot (hopefully, eventually pregnant) in the kitchen without being any less of a feminist.