Woke up to this article in the New York Times. And this in the Washington Post. And this at NPR.
This is not alarming.
This is not potentially awful.
This is a 7,000-alarm fire; a man running out of a burning building, screaming, ELECTIONS ARE GOING TO BE RIGGED BY THE GOVERNMENT, AND Y’ALL ARE DEBATING HASAN PIKER AND WATCHING THE NEW SPIDER-MAN FILM!!!!!
Seriously, I don’t understand what’s going on here. The White House is gumming up voting. Literally gumming it up. Before our eyes. Intentionally. And we’re skipping along, firing off water guns at Pete Hegseth saying something gross, or J.D. Vance looking the fool.
So, I sit here, screaming at the top of my lungs …
FIRE!
FIRE!
FIRE!
Will anyone listen?
I know we are all stressed about the mid-terms, but what you do with that stress is have a voting plan. Write it out, put it where you can see it. Read it as many times as you need to read it.
Fear is contagious, but so is courage.
You get courage through action.
So, go help a local campaign. Watching things like Talarico getting all these people to show up in +54 Trump counties and school boards being taken back in Florida and Knox County Tennessee, is amazing, but it’s even more amazing to go talk to people about it all.
We all have an hour in a week to give. Go wave signs for a campaign, go help knock doors (they have a place for people who don’t like to talk!! But also, former evangelicals, this is no worse than evangelizing like we did when we were kids and I promise you - people WANT to talk to you about this.), go text voters with a campaign, request a sign from a campaign for your yard, host a meet and greet for you and your friends with a candidate!
Take. Action.
Stop being afraid.
Go be the hero we all need.
Yup. An Adolph Hitler replica sits in the White House. He has destroyed the institutions, historical architecture, alliances, integrity and morality of this country and much of the damage is irreparable. Yet people sit on their hands and twiddle their thumbs. Where's the outrage? People ought to be in the streets with pitchforks. Instead they shrug their shoulders.