Like a crocus tentatively emerging through the late-winter snow, I have begun to awaken from the darkness of Impeachment Season, and as the blustery winds of the Democratic Primaries pummel my delicate spirit I search desperately for some warmth which will encourage me to bloom. Fortunately I see some rays of hope, and I turn gratefully towards them. The hope that I cling to is that, like the long dark winter nights, voter apathy is receding into the past.Continue reading “It’s Springtime In America Again”
[January 29, 2020: While watching the sham of an Impeachment Trial today, I was reminded of this post which I originally wrote in 2016, shortly after the election. Sadly, I realized that we are now living in my nightmare scenario.]
I’ve been told that a good way to help with anxiety is to identify in detail the thing you are most concerned will happen. This is the Worst-Case Scenario approach, and the theory is that sometimes specifically identifying what we fear can help us realize that our anxiety may be unfounded. So I challenged myself to name the thing that I am most afraid of regarding a Trump Presidency.Continue reading “Repost: My Fear and the (New) American Way”
Political junkie confession time: I have no interest in watching the debate this evening.
This primary season has been utterly disheartening, as has the political environment in general over the last 3 (or more!) years.
The debates are promoted like sporting events, with splashy graphics and pre- and post-game analysis, because apparently someone has determined that sports is the only thing that Americans can understand. The moderators and the networks are more interested in ratings than they are in helping voters understand the issues. Honestly, how much has anyone learned about any of the candidates in the previous two events? Close to absolute zero, I’d estimate.Continue reading “I’m Sitting Out This Debate”
The 6th of November:
Gun safety, health care,
“In the final analysis, a democratic government represents the sum total of the courage and the integrity of its individuals. It cannot be better than they are.”
Once again, I was pondering the question of why people don’t vote. And suddenly it occurred to me that people equate voting with that other thing that we all hate: tests. I bet they look at that ballot with the little bubbles next to the candidates’ names and it makes them think of Continue reading “Literally NOT a Test”
People are still mad about that Electoral College thing. And okay, I do get it: if it hadn’t been for that antiquated and arguably unfair system, which was created as an incentive to get smaller and less-populous agricultural states to ratify the Constitution, Donald Trump would not now be our president. Because, despite what he tells himself, he did NOT actually win the popular vote. Continue reading “Our Crazy Electoral College”
I’ve been told that a good way to help with anxiety is to identify in detail the thing you are most concerned will happen. This is the Worst-Case Scenario approach, and the theory is that sometimes specifically identifying what we fear can help us realize that our anxiety may be unfounded. So I challenged myself to name the thing that I am most afraid of regarding a Trump Presidency.Continue reading “My Fear and the (New) American Way”
I think half of America is currently experiencing one of the five stages of grief right now.
The first, DENIAL: You can be sure a lot of Americans went to bed on the night of November 8th certain that by the time they woke up Wednesday morning, everything would be sorted out and Donald Trump would NOT be our president-elect. No way, no how. Continue reading “Progressives: From Grief to Action”
“I’m not a racist.” I keep hearing that.
I’m not a racist. I voted for Trump because of the Supreme Court, or because he is against abortions. Or because he’s an outsider, because he promised to drain the swamp, bring back our jobs, shake things up, make us great again. I voted for him because Hillary is corrupt, evil, not nice, married to Bill. Benghazi. Emails. Killary. But I’m not a racist. Continue reading “The Stink of Racism”