I'm prepping an article for the politics section of a local indie-rock 'zine here in Seattle - Three Imaginary Girls - which reaches the ever-elusive 18-35 segment. Let me know what you think:
We're Winning! But...
Don't get cocky, kid...This ain't like dusting crops...
Just in case you didn't notice - just in case you are too busy - rightly - being wrapped up in your outrage and good works, I wanted to take a moment to let you in on a little secret: WE'RE WINNING.
Now, before you go all Luke and start whooping inside the Millennium Falcon "I got one! I got one!" and I have to go all Han and be like "Don't get cocky kid! This ain't like dusting crops!" let me remind you that my little summation is based entirely on you maintaining your level of righteous indignation and doing far more this election year than you've ever done before. Marathons are won and lost in the final mile, and we're so in a marathon with the forces of evil this year.
But back to the winning, you say?
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