Saturday, October 26th, 2024
Normally, I don’t share my voting decisions.
Our unique American system works best when we don’t. I deeply miss the voting booths of yesteryear, where everyone enjoyed the communal witnessing of our individual privacy, as we stepped into curtained booths to fill out our ballot, guaranteed that our votes were truly protected from any and all forms of pressure.
Today, I live in WA State, and I am profoundly aware that mailing ballots to multiple members of a household can result in pressure and intimidation that may impact the sanctity of individual votes. We live in a world rife with domestic violence. To pretend this isn’t going to happen is foolish.
However, today I’m breaking my own rule.
The question is…why?
I live on Vashon Island, in “midnight blue Western Washington State.” No matter how hard I try to keep my mind free and clear, I live in a political bubble. And, it has an effect.
Today, as I filled in my ballot and dropped the envelope in the mailbox, I felt a sense of relief and hope. Today, as I listened to Trump’s interview on the Joe Rogan Show, while cleaning chicken coops and winterizing the greenhouse, I felt gratitude to those people in my life who helped me see more clearly.
To my distant, Texan friend, Adam (Preacher),
I can say that in addition to the many ways in which we have improved one another’s lives over the years with our friendship, mutual support, insight, kindness and concern — it was you who pulled up statistic after statistic, when I jumped to the assumption that the Black Lives Matter narrative was accurate. It was you who helped me see how the radicalized violence, especially in Blue State cities, was deeply counterproductive. And, it was you who brought patience to our conversations about Trump, offering me actual information about policy and presidential actions taken, to counteract the endless, poisonous rhetoric surrounding me on all sides.
To my closer to home friend, 데인,
I appreciate your patience with my chosen strategy of not giving Trump my attention, having chosen dismissal as better than the endless hate-mongering and bigotry of those around me. Your persistence in challenging me to do more than “not hate” — buoyed by my trust in you — allowed me to break free from the dominant narrative of our community, fully and completely. Thanks to you, I chose to listen to Trumps’ interview with Joe Rogan today, and it was awesome! (고마워)
Joe Rogan Experience #2219
Donald Trump
Not surprisingly, the Media Manipulation Machine (MMM) is hard, hard, hard at work trying to stop us from listening to the show at all, much less in its entirety. If you Google “Trump Rogan Interview” you’ll see a flurry of hit pieces that fill up at least the first page of search results, if not more. These, I’m sure, will soon fill my social media feed, as people join the MMM in desperately trying to malign a 3-hour long interview in a few short words, or with a brief and wholly insufficient blurb or spouted opinion.
What are we Americans to do? Watch the interview for ourselves, of course!
So, why am I voting for Trump? (If you’re shocked, it’s not your fault. I’m pretty sure I swore off the guy a number of years back.) But now, I’ve changed my mind. Again, why? I’ll tell you, and it won’t take long.