It was Time for a Sign

I’m going to steal a line from Remember the Titans to begin this.

“Listen up. I don’t care if you’re black, green, blue, white or orange,” please review and digest this short passage.

I went to a protest in Tucson this past Saturday. It is the first protest I have ever been to in my life, and it felt good to do it in my hometown.

Signs flooded the sidewalks and horns blared down the street in support, a feeling that is indescribable in its own right. I did get one aggressive middle finger from a 78 year old man driving a town car. I gave him the business right back, but verbally.

Whether or not you follow along with what Trump is doing, and his rhetoric and approach, it’s hard to be completely in the dark in today’s modern society. Mind you, I didn’t vote in the 2016 election. I was lacing my shoes up for a rec league basketball game in LA, and said to myself, “if we elect a celebrity for President, I won’t believe in this country anymore.”

Fast forward nine years later, and now things have gotten out of control. And it’s why I attended the first protest of my life. And you should too. It feels good to connect with other strangers. On the walk to the main “drag” I was tagging along with two older women, with some funny Due Process Elon signs. One of them (who moved to Tucson in 1985 from Jersey) told me the John Lewis “sit in” story regarding gun control. The other talked about how her South American friend believes in Trump because “Jesus is finding the path for her.” Small little anecdotes.

Trumps name is like Voldemort. Many are unable to speak of him or say his name. But this isn’t Hogwarts. It’s America. And if we want to recapture the morale fiber, you must engage in conversation and stand up to what he is doing.

Again, I am not a political person. I am a judge of character and not a proud citizen of this country. I did learn about checks and balances and the three branches of government. Right now, I would argue three branches have transformed into one person. Who has 300 million people in the palm of his hand. Is that what we want? Is that what you want?

I don’t want it, because it feels uncomfortable, inconsiderate, frustrating and distracting.

I think a lot of people have the mentality that with midterms approaching and given he is in his last term, ‘this will all be over soon.’ Maybe. Maybe not. And each day the fervor and disconnect between people is rising. A revolution is broiling. I want to be a part of it. Because we’re better than this. We have to be.