Political Rants

All Hands

Words and expression are harder to come by for me lately. I try to write something inspirational or something motivating or just share my thoughts  on something going on in the world but I can’t finish my thought. 

How can I when there is so much going on and so much to discuss and all I want to do is bury my head in the sand and imagine another time. I want to take my daughter to gymnastics and watch my son play baseball. I want my mom to be able to visit again because I know it is destroying her that she can’t be with her grandchildren. I want to go to the movies for no reason other than I had free time. 

And I want to be able to do all of that without worrying about the risk or the political fallout for my choices. I don’t want to get into an argument over masks and if they work or be told, by not going out, I am living my life in fear. 

And that’s just the discussion on Covid. (Which, by the way, 195,000 Americans tested positive for yesterday.) I haven’t even started on the whole “Trump is trying to destroy our democracy with bogus accusations of voter fraud which millions of his supporters believe” issue. 

I sit down and try to write about Thanksgiving and I get pulled towards Trump. Or I try and write about Trump and I get angry that our hospitalizations are the highest they’ve been and nobody seems to care! And yes, I know people care. I know that was an exaggeration. But it damn well feels that way. 195,000 Americans test positive and people are still planning large family gatherings, indoors, for Thanksgiving. Doctors are literally sharing stories of Covid positive patients dying while saying Covid is a hoax. They are in the hospital, surrounded by death, and they say it is no worse than the flu. Then the tube gets jammed down their throat to help them live. 

Meanwhile, with no evidence whatsoever, Trump is saying the election was stolen from him. “Oh, the evidence is coming” he says. Do you know his legal team actually filed in court that they wanted to be given all the ballots so that TRUMP could look them over and announce the winner of the election??? That was their actual legal filing. Give the mail in ballots to Trump’s team and let them decide if he won or lost. 

AND MILLIONS OF AMERICANS ARE COMPLETELY OK WITH THIS. 

Millions of Americans will forever believe that Donald Trump had his presidency stolen from him. 

And many people will read this and think “Yeah but the democrats…..” NO, stop. Just stop. But the democrats……but the democrats what? But the democrats were concerned that every intelligence agency in our country said their was foreign influence on an election and there was actual, physical proof of it? And you somehow want to compare that to Trump saying millions of votes were illegally, purposely changed from him to Biden without sharing a shred of evidence????  

But the democrats….

STOP.

Covid-19 is spreading like a wildfire across our county, doctors and nurses are BEGGING for help, Donald Trump is firing top officials and replacing them with loyalists while also spreading a completely bogus conspiracy theory of voter fraud.

This is America. Right now. 

And if more people don’t start getting out of their comfort zone and talking about this, it will never change and it will only get worse. 

There is no time to put our heads in the sand and wish it away. 

This is the time where we need to accept that the world is turned upside down and actually try to stop it. 

And yes, discussing it on social media, discussing it with family and friends, discussing it with everyone you see WILL HELP. 

Your one voice may not be heard but a million together, at the same time, cannot be ignored. 

The ship is rudderless right now and taking in water. 

We need all hands on deck. 

We need you. 

We need everyone. 

Right now. 

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About Josh

“Eat your cereal with a fork and do your homework in the dark” -HHH Person, father, man, laptop, TV. I once was left on the side of the road for lighting my friend’s car roof on fire. I was also left at a Pizza Hut when I was four. I cried when Optimus Prime died. I love baseball and Cleveland. I write, I dream, I argue and discuss. I love engaging with those who have different views as my own. It helps me fine tune my beliefs. This website will be hypocritical at times, inspiring at times, awful at times.
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