From once a week, to twice a month, to twice a year, I’ve been slow to post here for a while. Competition for my time has been intense.
After spending 11 years in Houston and 17 in Chicago, we just completed two cross-country moves in two years. They didn’t go smoothly. Be very careful when you hire movers.
In a tech industry marked by job hopping, I spent two decades at just two companies, then changed jobs three times in the past two years.
Cancer sucks. One star, do not recommend. Then again, maybe that’s unfair. The cancer itself has yet to cause me an hour’s worth of discomfort in the almost six years I’ve known about it. Seems like I should apologize to the little bastard because it’s the treatments, not the disease, that have given me trouble.
There’s a constant hum of drama around dealing with this disease, a CT scan-by-CT scan swing between picking out funeral songs and feeling like I’m gonna beat the thing. Beneath the back and forth, in the nearly two years since I last wrote about it, there’s been no net growth. Still, it eats a lot of mental space.
Then there’s the political environment. I started writing almost 15 years ago when Texas had a pro-choice Republican Senator. Back then a Republican Presidential nominee was shutting down racists at town halls and running on his plan to fight climate change. New York had a Republican Mayor, Massachusetts had a Republican Governor and Minnesota had a Republican Senator. A GOP swing toward Fascism was a threat rather than a reality.
Back then, the world needed a voice warning of the rising tide of racism in the GOP. Building alternative policies and narratives for the party mattered. That’s no longer relevant.
For a while it seemed like people needed voices explaining why white people were turning to Fascism. Looks like people get it.
So, what now?
Maybe there’s value in hearing from a red state refugee. Much of Blue America seems distracted by Trump, unaware of what Republicans are about to do in the places they control – unaware of how red state nightmares are likely to touch their lives in Boston or Seattle. For a while, as we settle into this new and very foreign place, I may try to write again. There may still be something relevant to say about what life is like in the Two Americas. It’s worth a shot.
Thanks for sticking around through this journey. Attention is such a precious commodity now. I don’t take it for granted. Your comments and feedback have helped me learn and there’s little more valuable than that. Let’s crank this thing up again and see where it goes.