Good morning and happy Monday, pigeons!
I did see “Hamilton” the night before Mike Pence saw it (we may have even been sitting in the same seat, from the looks of the video). I do have some thoughts about the fracas of the subsequent night, the role of the artist in society, and the changing clergy archetype in our times that I have been tracking for the past decade. Hence the video below.
Those of us who have been engaged in steady and boring spiritual practice for many years are in a very good position to manage our fears and devastation over what is coming. Those of us who have been engaged in steady, boring networking with social justice and advocacy organizations for many years are in a very good position to be clear right now on what we need to keep doing, and do more of, and prepare for.
Those of us who have been keeping vigil through the night where racists and white nationalists and fascists converge and have not looked away or slept through it are in a very good position to know what to expect more of, and are well equipped to guide communities of people who perhaps have told themselves that things weren’t “that bad” because things weren’t bad for them.
I’m not going to say “we got this.” This is not a football game or a minor challenge at school or work. This is the fall of empire, and we will be among its victims. But we know we have another power.
Stay strong in prayer and keep your shoes shined. We will be marching.
But I am not going to stop talking about blush and hemlines, so don’t fret. I intend to have as much fun as possible for as long as possible while still working like hell.