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My Dear Sister in Sanity,

Well, if ever there were a time to dust off the Declaration and give it a good, hard squint, it’s now. And I do declare, you have taken a mighty fine stab at it—though if Jefferson were alive to see what we’re dealing with, I suspect he’d have set his quill on fire and started over with a lot more cursing.

You’re right, we aren’t quite at the part where we’re loading up the muskets and declaring a full revolution—though Lord knows, we’re getting mighty familiar with the feeling of being ruled by a mad king. The offenses, the arrogance, the utter disdain for decency—it all rings a little too familiar, like an old song sung off-key. But the difference, I suppose, is that King George never had a cheering section waving flags with his face on ‘em, believing every falsehood like it was gospel.

What you’ve done here is what the best minds of every desperate age have done—taken the high and mighty words of history and dragged them, kicking and screaming, into the present. And you’re right: we’re not yet at the point of forming our own armies (though I suspect if one did materialize, it’d be made up of schoolteachers, librarians, and women who’ve had just about enough). But what we are at the precipice of is something just as critical—a reckoning.

A reckoning for those who still believe governance requires decency. A reckoning for those of us who have spent years politely reminding, warning, and pleading while watching the other side treat our democracy like a child’s toy they mean to break just for the fun of it. A reckoning for the fact that, while we are exhausted, history does not grant breaks to those who are tired of fighting for what is right.

So while the words of the Founders may feel melodramatic in today’s context, the truth behind them remains as sharp as ever: a government that sneers at its people, that hoards power for the few, that mocks the very idea of justice, is a government unworthy of our consent. The only question left is whether we—the sane and kind—are willing to make enough noise to be heard over the din of the mad and cruel.

And if we must gather in the public square to remind them, then by God, let’s make sure they can hear us all the way to Mar-a-Lago.

Yours in the fight,

A Woman Who’s Had Just About Enough of This Foolishness

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Diane's avatar

Wow. Wow. Wow.

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