I have a confession. I think I may be a wee bit somewhat moderately head-over-heels madly in love with Jill Stein.
What started out as a mild crush when I was recovering from my first love Bernie Sanders (sigh) has now become a full-fledged political love affair. One minute I was on her website mumbling "Hmm, so it's like FDR's New Deal, but with renewables," and the next minute I'm jumping up and down squealing with delight at the sight of her vandalizing a Dakota Access bulldozer with a spraycan. I'm 41, for gosh sake. What's happening to me?
Wait, I think I know the answer to that one. I think I'm finally getting the courage to stand firmly and unapologetically in my own sanity.
Having luminous beacons of sanity like Jill Stein in my political sphere of awareness has given me the courage to loudly say no to all the stupid, crazy things humans do that have bothered me ever since I was a small child. It's stupid and crazy that America can find the money and resources for endless war, corporate welfare and tax breaks for billionaires who use the money to literally buy the legislative branch of the federal government, but we somehow can't afford to take care of our sick, our poor, and our ecosystem. It's not okay that that's happening, and Jill is relentless in standing up and calling it out with fearless intensity and rapier wit.