As I look at all the divisiveness and angry rhetoric around me, I have to share my middle-aged common-sense “momifesto”: I want my daughter respected and safe from attack and my son free of false accusation. I want both to have the opportunity to learn and to do well if they work hard—and I also want their basic human needs like food, shelter, and medical care taken care of if one day things go horribly awry. I want this for everyone’s children. Enough with the blaming and lying and insulting. No more taking extreme positions. Can’t we all be reasonable and look for truth and facts ... and act normal again? Suffice it to say, I'm sick of political extremism.
But I just stood in a supermarket parking lot for 10 minutes frantically searching for my car keys … and they were in my hand all along. There is laundry to do, school and health insurance forms to take care of, low carb bagels to pull out of the oven, and my own mortality to ponder. With a slowing metabolism, back pain, and joints that ache when it rains, who has the energy to fight for justice and civility? I have no time to start a revolution today.
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