We won last night.
I had prepped myself with both a good whiskey and a mediocre whiskey. I anticipated I would have needed the mediocre whiskey to forget about the results of the vote. I was wrong. I enjoyed a very nice shot of eighteen year old Scotch in celebration.
We won last night.
There are many questions. What next? Sabotage or reconstruction? Is there a bipartisan repair bill possible?
But I don’t want to talk about that right now. I am too tired and too amped up for that.
You did it. We did it. We will still need to fight hard, we will still need to look out for each other. We will still need to fight some more.
We told our stories, we made our phone calls even though we were told that they would not matter, we consoled each other and picked each other. We kept on banging knowing that the odds were not great in our favor, but our values, our morals, our sense of self would not allow ourselves to rest without trying as hard as possible. Some days I could not do much more, but I knew that you and millions of other decent people who worried about their lives, families, friends and communities would bang the drum for me and I would bang the drum for someone who need a respite day later on.
We kept on going. We did not know if we would win, just that we could either win a policy and political victory that protected ourselves and our vision of an America where we are in this together or at least inflict massive political costs against a vision of America that is cruel, cold and atomistic.
So we will figure out what is next, we will figure out how to hold onto today’s victory, we will figure out how to make our country better. But let’s wait a day for that.
Today we celebrate.
Tomorrow we keep on banging the drum.