2020 was… truly unique. It was so hard to stay away from doom scrolling, and I (and many others) were pretty disillusioned by the sad fact that so much of our country legitimately supported the Orange Man. I didn’t get a wink of sleep the night of the election because I genuinely considered it to be a make or break decision for America.
My point is that looking back on it, in the end the only real difference I made was at the ballet box. This year I’m going for the Head-in-the-Sand approach. I’m done with the political memes. Done with the Twitter screenshots. It just riles me up and this year I’m gonna do my best to fight that.
I remember 2016 going to bed with Hillary in a strong lead and waking up to a conman in office.
Well she did win the popular by several million but it’s not like anyone actually cared what the people wanted.
The miles and miles of empty dirt’s vote was way more important for some reason.
I was in a brewpub in Greensboro that night. They sold a lot of beer that night.