As we set out to record tonight’s podcast, Cass fell into a coughing fit of epic proportions. She’d been sick then seemed to be recovering, but as illness sometimes works, the relentless germ raised it’s red-faced, spittle flecked head and pushed back the promise of wellness with gasping strength. Cass WILL recover. That’s what she does. The germs, so invested in their fruitless battle are no match for her resilience. She just needs some rest and maybe a cup of tea with honey laced with a hearty shot of whiskey. Or two ; ) She will survive.
As Cass was in the middle of a coughing fit, her daughter came in and began to offer solutions. I saw a familiar look on her face; something a bit beyond concern but not quite in the realm of fear. She was worried, yet confident in her ability to help. Ella revealed (to me) the same resolve I’ve seen on her mothers face. The same look I’ve seen in countless faces, including my own. Resolution, determination, hope and compassion – the best medicine.
It’s difficult to see someone you love struggle. Our first instinct is to DO SOMETHING, fix the problem, restore them to our idea of how they should be – how we want them to be. Especially someone from whom we glean our own strength, someone we see as a benevolent caretaker. Emotions drive us to DO SOMETHING but also obscure the path and possibly, in the most frenzied moments, the destination. What’s required is patience. A moment to take a deep breath, assess the situation, amass our our strength and make a measured assessment about how to navigate the path ahead to ensure safe passage to the destination. It’s not the easiest way and often, the longest.
Today, the impeachment hearings for President Donald J. Trump entered the senate. Senator Mitch McConnell set the rules which stipulated that there would be no testimony from witnesses, no evidence and no documents presented during the trial, but maybe AFTER the trial (W.T.A.FFFFFF?) The House committee presented addendums to McConnell’s rules – one for each witness they wished to subpoena. Each Addendum was presented with quotes, soundbites, references to house testimony and compelling facts supporting their request. Each addendum was voted on and each time the senate republicans voted to deny the addendum. So, a trial with no witnesses, no evidence, no testimony; just Trump’s red-faced, spittle-flecked council fighting for control over our government, our country, our democracy. The house committee, led by Adam Schiff, remained focused. They issued carefully worded arguments with a demeanor of calm and resolve, imploring U.S. senators to engage in a fact finding trial that would honor our constitution. The republican senators chose party before country, over and over again. The crux of their argument is this: (from Kevin M. Kruse on twitter) “How can we possibly vote to remove the president without all the evidence we’re voting not to see?”
The republican senators are in the throughs of emotion; fear to be exact. They desperately want control of our government and in their desperation have relinquished clarity of sight for deception and desperation. The lies, gaslighting and projection they employ will never raise them above truth and justice. Their party will be known as the advisory of American democracy, the party of Putin. They are the red-faced, spittle-flecked germs challenging our benevolent care taker – the American constitution.
Our constitution will prevail, our democracy will recover. It always does (god and hoobidy-doobidy willing) – but sometimes a cup of tea with lemon and honey – and a shot of whiskey – or three -helps.
It’s time to rest up and gather our strength, there’s a long, hard road ahead.
Gratitudes for the truth-seekers, caretakers and maniacal compassion-flingers. Those who speak up for those who have no voice, who march for the ones who cannot, for the strength that we reflect upon each other. For unity, grace and humility. For whisky.