Covid-19, schools' out, Pi Day, Ol's birthday

Good gracious, y’all! 2020 has been a hell of a dumpster fire-gully washer so far.

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You get my drift?! I mean, the orange stain has been impeached, more than 7,800 Americans have been killed or injured by a gun, Devin Nunes continues to file baseless lawsuits ad nauseam, and the world is being besieged by the coronavirus. The entire country of Italy, where my sister and her family live, is shut down, school systems and companies around the globe have closed for varying amounts of time (my boys’ school will reopen 4/13 at the earliest, and Tom is home for at least two weeks), but our ridiculous excuse for a leader continues to lie and endanger America’s public health.

South Korea has drive-through testing that accommodates 200,000 people a day, Turkey has hundreds of thousands more tests than we do, and folks landing in Haiti are tested immediately upon disembarking the plane. Meanwhile, Americans are left wondering what tests are and where and how do you get them if you’re not a Congressional Republican or Mar-a-Lago barnacle.

At least we’re having an early spring thanks to right-wingers around the world refusing to deal with climate change. Gadzooks! We are all housebound, there is no Kleenex to be found in stores* (seriously, I tried two different stores this afternoon as Oliver is sick and used 4 boxes of tissues before 4p today and struck out completely), and even the kids wonder if distance learning will work, but boy howdy, I wore shorts and worked in the yard for 5 hours today, so there’s that. #winning

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*In perhaps an odd sign of end times, there are also no turnips to be found. Two stores, no turnips. I mean, I love turnips, but I didn’t realize I had so much company. Is this shortage because St. Patty’s Day is Tuesday?

But life goes on, and so do we. Ol has a shitty virus but he is a darling lamb and will be ok (hopefully by the time he turns 11 on Tuesday), Jack is using this break as a grand opportunity to get new lawn care clients and earn money, and we are living as if it’s all a mighty vacation. Ice cream at 2p? Sure. A movie every night? You bet. A pie for Pi Day? Duh.

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In the grand scheme of things, we remain infinitely fortunate. If you feel that way too, consider donating to or volunteering with local food banks (I’ve just given to DC’s Capital Area Food Bank and registered to join the Special Response Task Force of my county bank, Manna Food Center), to public school lunch programs as many kids rely heavily on the meals they eat at school, and to your own micro communities. My neighborhood listserv abounds with offers to help older or disabled neighbors by grocery shopping, picking up prescriptions, walking dogs, tending yards, and so forth.

And don’t forget to laugh. This video is hilarious.

The last men standing

I woke up this morning drenched in sweat and with a headache and heartburn. Was it some sort of advance knowledge of the announcement that came shortly after?

I am crushed that Elizabeth Warren has dropped out, but I am so proud of and thankful for and inspired by her, and I know she will make this country better for years to come. As have all the Dems who’ve suspended their presidential campaigns, Elizabeth did so with grace and class. That an incredibly exciting, diverse Democratic field has been thinned to two elderly white men is, however, utterly disheartening in so many ways.

Do you know how many countries have had female presidents? So many that to take this screenshot for you, I had to minimize my font/page size to 50% of standard.

See how long it took you to scroll through that? Women are NOT 50% of standard.

But we, Americans, have one primary job to do, and that is to literally save this country by beating the orange stain in November. As important is taking the Senate. Both Martha McSally and Susan Collins seem to be well within shot of losing, and I can think of little I’d enjoy seeing more than both being replaced. Well, I would enjoy seeing trump and mitch and lindsey replaced that much, but honestly, all 5 are terrifically horrible, so, let’s divide and conquer.

Back to Elizabeth. This evening, she had a conference call with volunteers. So many of us dialed in that we crashed the platform. I was lucky to get in and am glad for everyone that the call will be recorded and shared. Elizabeth was as warm and supportive as she was during the campaign- strong, unafraid, humble, and wonderful. Be disappointed, but don’t be blinded by it, she said. There is much work to be done.

If you didn’t see clips of her talking with press after formally suspending her campaign, I urge you to watch. If you can’t watch the whole thing, please tune in at 1:30 and at 5:15 (-6:15).

And here are some related articles and a video that I found valuable and thought-provoking and affirming.

What Elizabeth Warren’s Loss Says About Us

America Punished Elizabeth Warren for Her Competence

How Elizabeth Warren Hides Messages in Her Speeches

EW Dropped Out. Hard to Stay Hopeful About November

I’ll be supporting Biden now because I think he is much better positioned to beat trump, and I believe he will listen to and surround himself with the sorts of people that Warren would have (though perhaps less progressive). Fact of the matter is that NOTHING good will happen without ousting trump, and so that is and must remain our absolute priority. #VoteBlueNoMatterWho. I think Biden will choose a strong woman as his running mate, and despite my disappointment over again not being able to add the US flag to the list above, I can get with an interregnum of peace and calm and decency and progress. If Bernie is the nominee, I’ll vote for him, but it will be with almost no enthusiasm.

Let’s do this, y’all. Fire up, get active, build democracy activism into your daily schedules, donate to close and down-ballot races when you can, stay informed, and speak up. On dark days, tired ones, those in which the future seems bleak, read these words of Elizabeth’s, take care of yourself, and then get busy.

“So if you leave with only one thing, it must be this:
choose to fight only righteous fights, because then when things get tough – and they will – you will know that there is only option ahead of you: nevertheless, you must persist.”
-Elizabeth Warren

Super Tuesday

Friends, I have sent more than 5,000 get-out-the-vote texts since Monday morning, and by and large, it has been a pleasure.

I find it so challenging to articulate what I like about politics, but it energizes me to no end. Tom thinks it’s because I’m a caretaker type. That I love to help and support others, and politics offers, optimally, a scaled way to do that. Maybe he’s right. I sincerely enjoy listening to and connecting with people. If I can help in any way, to do so is an honor. I think I am idealistic in the sense that while government seems, is, so very broken, it is, ideally, such an earnest way to care for others. Others you know, complete strangers, folks with whom you disagree, babies and children who don’t have much voice at all, the very planet we call home.

But is that enough to make the more stressful, uglier times worth engagement? For me, yes.

We are lucky to live in America. That fortune, for me at least, means we work to maintain its democracy as functional. We use privilege or time or love or whatever to inform ourselves and expend the energy to educate, inform, and inspire everyone to participate so that the democracy is a truly representative one.

And yet.

America is so troubled. Poverty, racism, sexism, news sources that are so false and propagandistic that to call them news is an insult to new…it takes real effort to be accurately informed and it seems to take, sadly, a greater sense of community than many have to really care about everyone with whom you share this land.

Today alone I was told that:

-“things were becoming too gynocentric, that feminists don’t care about equality- ‘they want it THEIR WAY. I am tired of being man-shamed for being male. Liz should do something about this…But she is much better than Bloomberg or Biden. Really, we’re all on the same team.’ The cognitive dissonance and untruths there boggle the mind.

-”you clearly have never read the Constitution. I am a triple minority and only by going back to the republic as it was founded will give me a real voice.” Erm, at founding, people owned slaves, had slaughtered Natives, and women had zero rights.

-”you should come to my church and see the true way and be saved from the lies you’ve been told. Democrats are anti-Semites.”

-”I’m for Bernie. Fuck off!”

Respectfully, I disagreed with all of these statements. Women and minorities are still not equal to white men in economic and too many other terms, and in most of my experiences, churches aren’t bastions of fact, truth (I do really like my mother-in-law’s church! They are sincere Christians walking the walk every day!), or tolerance. If you’re for Bernie, and I’m for the Dem, we are legit on the same team, so why divide and be ugly? But, ok. Room for all of us in the big tent. Please, though, can we keep the tent big? With plenty of room to welcome others?

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Plenty of room for most others was where the majority of my conversations today fell. I had such meaningful exchanges with Dems, Republicans, and independents from across the country: Utah, Oklahoma, California, Texas, Massachusetts, Minnesota, Michigan…

I talked with tortured undecideds and proud already-voteds. I told Trump voters to have a good day, and they wished me the same. I thanked everyone who asked questions and everyone who voted for Liz. We just talked and challenged each other. And in both the identical and hazy spaces was connection and appreciation. I learned a lot, they learned a lot, we stayed open, we negotiated. In recent minutes, folks I talked to hours ago have followed up with me, letting me know what they decided, how they voted.

It’s meaningful, these fleeting but important connections. I am glad to know why Joseph in CA voted for Elizabeth but didn’t like her exchange with Bernie about women and the presidency. I am thrilled for Jodi who grappled all day with her decision but chose the candidate that made her heart sing. I applauded and thanked those who voted Biden or Bernie because both are good people and want to make America better for all, even though their approaches are dramatically different. And honestly, I appreciate the trump voters who thanked me for reaching out and wished me a blessed day. I detest everything about their candidate of choice, but if we lose all civility, we lose civilization.

If you’re in a Super Tuesday state, I sure hope you voted today (or early, based on your state rules). I hope you participated in the privilege that is each of your votes. The system is broken, but it’s not yet beyond repair. If you’re worried, scared, enraged, disgusted… ACT! That reaction is a call to action. There is ample to reason to feel all those things, so don’t bury your heads. DO something. It feels good.

And read this article.

If you’re in the DC area and care about reproductive rights, head to the Supreme Court tomorrow (Wednesday) morning at 8am to stand up for choice. See my events page for more info. This is mission critical, y’all!