I haven’t written a blog post for 6 months. I just can’t. I’ve all but given up.
How do you write about those annoying Christmas elves or the struggles of your kids tripling your grocery bill in the summer when you want to actually punch a wall?
I’ve quit writing my blog because, pardon my French, I’m too pissed.
How can I sit and even attempt to write whimsical, lighthearted banter when the USA is burning to the ground.
How can I write about the absurdity of arguing with your kids about leaving empty brownie boxes in the cabinet when there are little children being taken care of by 8-year-olds or 9-year-olds who don’t have enough soap, food, or medical care? Traumatized children with the flu who are scared and sick and need their parents? Children who haven’t even showered in three weeks and are hungry?
For months and months, there have been separated American families at odds over politics, in two separate worlds across the dinner table.
Now there are families literally separated-children in cages, living in unsanitary, unspeakable, dangerous conditions reminiscent of concentration camps.
If we can put a man on the moon, then surely these politicians can come off their golf courses and come together and fix this. Maybe we need an army of mothers.
I will never apologize for feeling. I will never apologize for being angry, and I will never apologize for raging against injustice, even if it’s in a stupid little insignificant mommy blog.
If you are expecting politics in this you won’t get it. There are people who are always going to believe *this*and others who will always believe *that* and nothing you suggest, scream, verify, or prove is going to change their minds. There are people who will pass along inaccurate information, and when they are unequivocally shown it is false, they will dig their heels in and will pass it on with even more vigor. People will shock you, disappoint you, irritate you, and make your eyes roll so completely into the back of your head that you wonder If you will ever see straight again.
You will see people who might at one time have worn a “WWJD” bracelet do and now say the exact opposite of anything Jesus ever did or said.
You will realize that people you thought had hearts of gold actually couldn’t care less. You will see people with their masks removed. You will see someone whose Facebook bio says they feel blessed, call another person a “piece of $@@@“ because he dared to have a different opinion. You will see the absolute holy grail of hypocrisy all dressed up like people you thought you knew.
But take a deep breath. They are not your people.
Politics used to be invigorating, informative, interesting and even fun to debate at times.
But not anymore.
I do know one thing. If we can’t all agree-ALL of us-black, white, male, female, rich, poor, republican, democrat- that children not able to bathe, sick, with no medical care, suffering physically and psychologically on the watch of the good old U.S. of A. isn’t a horrific, humanitarian crisis that needs to be fixed NOW...then we are lost for good.
We hear all the time, what would Jesus do?
There was no bigger protector of children than Jesus.
Don’t ever apologize for anger at injustice. Anger leads to action.
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