We have 1 day until the 2020 election in the US. For the past fifteen weeks I’ve been trying my damnedest to get leaders elected who will move the dial toward equity, inclusion, and progressive policies that will do the least harm and the greatest good. Electoral politics won’t solve everything, but voting is a tool in the box and it needs to be sharpened, oiled, and ready for action. I hope we see the beginnings of the change we need.
Week Fifteen: Take care.
Calder has a little cough. Yesterday afternoon Silas developed a low-grade fever. (Faye developed nothing but an even more ardent desire to do the monkey bars on repeat.) We’re trying to hit the moving target of doing the right thing, so we’re keeping everyone home and last night, before dinner and after dark, we went to get tested for Covid.
The clinic where we went, and the shops across the street, were boarded up with plywood. We assume it is some kind of cautionary measure should election-related violence break out, but we never asked. We were preoccupied with cotton swabs and the nose bleeds and the cries from kids wanting to know why what they’d been told would merely be uncomfortable actually hurt like hell.
Tomorrow is Election Day. The past four years have hurt like hell. I wish I had words of comfort or inspiration to send out to the world, but I really only have a message of care. May we all take care, may we extend care, may we value the care we receive from others.
If you haven’t cast your vote to get the current administration out of office, I hope you do.
If you have time to remind other folks to do so, there are so many ways to get involved, here are a few:
If you voted by mail or by drop box and would like to check on your ballot, you can.
Beaming out love, fueled by fury.