So here’s the thing. Saying the word Politics has historically made folks cringe. Like Money, Religion and Sex talk at the Thanksgiving spread. Even now as I write spread, I kinda want to talk about sex. And I’m not a dude. I mean, a woman talking about sex at a Turkey dinner feast… this is our future. Yes? As is Politics, Religion, Money. Perhaps 2020 has asked us, impolitely, to give voice where we did not have voice — where we once cringed, felt shame; maybe walked away from a partner, job, a city, or a dinner table too quickly. We have been living in a culture chasing positive vibes only, white feminism,(I stress white) and dominance for far too long. Trust me, I’ve tried the kool aides — but it was a bit too sweet. Sour can be fun, unsafe and honest most times. Didn’t say comfortable.
I guess what I’m saying is we were made for these times. To walk a new walk. Integrate politics into our everyday lives. It is no longer something for “special” people or billionaires — and never was meant to be, though somehow it was built this way. But as we’ve seen, things that were built can also be broken down — Like the song Brokedown Palace, we were meant to roll. We are political, social, spiritual, creative, scientific, sexual love machines, my friends. All of these elements exist in our healthcare, places of worship, schools, corporations, families — It breathes and whispers to us as we walk in the woods — being cut down, and swims in the oceans filled with our waste.
I think 2020 has roared at us, to be wild. To question our choices and other people’s actions — ie, our politicians, lovers, bosses, sisters, friends, priests. Police. We are waking up. This is a good thing. 2020. VOTE. And vote with your eyes open. Your hearts pumping with justice and love. ❣️ Thank you for stopping by.
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