It was cherry blossom season in Washington, DC—my first domestic destination after visiting all 50 states—and National Guard troops prowled the streets. The sight of gun-toting troops did not put my mind at ease. It made America feel like a surveillance state.
I’ll spare you the hand-wringing. I know the US has never lived up to its lofty ideals, that America has never been the ‘land of the free’ it proclaims to be. But at 250, I believe America is less safe and welcoming for anyone whose existence threatens the reactionary right’s sensibilities, notably LGBTQ+ people, immigrants, and people of color.
While visiting deeply red states like Louisiana and Mississippi, I got a taste of how anti-LGBTQ laws altered my behavior as a tourist. I watched my back and avoided being affectionate with my wife in public. Rather than chat with locals, I avoided them, since I couldn’t tell where they stood politically. I endured being a second-class citizen for a quest I’d committed to in simpler times. But now that my journey to every state is done, I am, too.
And I’m not the only one questioning US travel or modifying my behavior in risky situations.