I had a fascinating conversation with a high level well-connected Washington advocate/woman of color today.
She’s concerned that any candidate in the Democratic Party who thinks things will go back to how they were pre-Trump is behind the eight ball.
None of the old advice applies. And none of the old guard knows what they’re dealing with. Even the historically reliable strategists don’t see what is upon them.
No one’s going stumping for folks who back Trump voters, even those who once voted for Obama.
No one’s even going stumping for those who are trying to court them.
What is plain is that Revolution is upon us. That the values have changed. That we want it all to be different and we don’t want more of them same.
That we want racial justice, that we want LGBTQ justice, that women’s rights and #MeToo aren’t going away.
She was dead clear that catering to the old way of doing things was what got us Trump in the first place.
So vote for candidates who are in it to support the marginalized, not those who cater to those who’ve been privileged forever.
Get with the Revolution (which by the way means remembering that the Midwest isn’t made up entirely of white men), or we all lose. That was the message.
I happen to agree with her wholeheartedly. /end
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I'm going to tell a story right now that I've never told out loud.
When I was 20, I arranged to be out of the country when the 1st lawsuit against my molester was filed.
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There was press--in the local paper, in the Philly Inquirer about a family therapist who molested his teenage patient. It hit big by current standards.
That night, I spoke to my mother-- the last conversation we had for 20 years-- in which she told me she didn't believe me.
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At the time, I was all alone as a senior in college studying abroad, save my professor/boyfriend, 17 years older, who was there as the "faculty advisor."
When he learned, shortly after I filed suit, that I was generally absent from my body during sex, he took it personally.
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I fucked up a lot on race consciousness this year. @theladyalx came for me as a result. @nicoleclee entered my life soon after.
I chose thework. I put myself in the company of @desireeadaway and others. That led to @ncbcp_bwr.
And then I fucked up again. That led me to these really awesome conversations with @StaciJShelton and others behind the scenes that are so challenging and rich and so loving, and that have taught me to not be afraid to ask if I have fucked up, shamelessly.
And then I fucked up AGAIN. That led to me following @AngryBlackLady and @dianelyssa, who I think still mute me but educate me every day now. LOL.
I have had a year of fucking up as a white woman, in really bad ways.
It has been fucking painful, and worth every single minute.
I spent the afternoon immersed in various forms of my own personal therapy. I'm back and I'm ready to tear some shit up.
And I'm just gonna say it: I'm not backing another politician, ever again, who isn't willing to set shit on fire and burn down white supremacist patriarchy.
I'm going to center on people with a history of fighting for justice, people invested in equity, people who know what it means to fight, people who are relentless. I don't give a fuck where they come from or whether they're "experienced."
I'm looking at a coalition of warriors.
And WE make the army--leaders, generals and priestesses alike--as long as we are willing to listen and build and fight.
Make no mistake about it: I don't care if it all ends in ashes as long as what comes next allows nothing like what happened today to ever happen again.
My friend @Lmpera has a saying: what we do for the one we do for the all.
This afternoon, I stripped naked and got this beautiful, life-worn body of mine scrubbed, pummeled, massaged, anointed, head to fucking toe. Full on goddess territory.
I am new. And have some thoughts. 1/
We are innundated right now with their hatred of us— all of us who don’t look, love, or live like those in power. It is overwhelming.
The antidote is this: we must love ourselves so ferociously,with such profound and powerful commitment to it, that their hate can’t gain entry 2/
and with such an overwhelming sense of worthiness that we heal ourselves and one another from all the damage these centuries (and recent weeks) of hatred has wrought.
This means nourishing ourselves in every way— food, water, spiritually, emotionally, and dare I say it, 3/