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mad mad world

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Here are my lovely daughters in Washing D.C. in the spring of 2009.  We felt it so very important to take them there in the year of the inauguration of Barack Obama.  We felt that the presence of a beautiful black family in the White House was something to share, to mark, to honor, to celebrate.  As married women with two Asian daughters, this was a time when we could feel safe, joyful, hopeful.

I had campaigned in New Hampshire for a month before that 2008 election.  I had supported Hillary, but became a fierce advocate for Obama, and campaigned again in 2012.  I am back in New Hampshire this year.  If I thought that confronting overt racism was hard, the grotesque misogyny of this election is much, much worse.  I did not know the extent to which we are still fighting this ugly, sexist woman-hating fight.

I hear this a lot: “I just don’t like her.”  Just as “make America great again” is code for “white again”, not “liking” Hillary is code for not trusting or respecting women, especially powerful women with a voice.  Full stop.

I am currently watching an excellent documentary series on Netflix called “The Ascent of Woman” I HIGHLY recommend it.  It is a beautifully filmed and narrated survey of the place (displace) of women from ancient times until now, by writer and scholar Amanda Foreman.  Every woman and man should watch this, to understand how deep the currents of manipulation, control and misogyny run, and how cruelly implemented they have been across all cultures and times.

On the way home from canvassing today, I heard a stunning episode of This American Life, focusing on the question of why immigration is such a paranoid, obsessive issue for Republicans.  Here’s the blurb:

One way to understand the split inside the Republican party is to look at immigration. It’s this urgent, emotional issue for so much of the party these days. But why? Over the past year, as producer Zoe Chace has covered the election, she has wondered, why immigration NOW? She had a hard time getting any answers — and then she stumbled upon a small city in Minnesota called St. Cloud.

Zoe connects the anti-immigrant sentiment in St. Cloud with a national network of organizations promoting anti-Muslim views and spreading fear about Sharia law. We hear how the Somali immigrants in town deal with their neighbors’ fears. And then a violent attack at a local mall inflames both sides.

Listen to this program.  The rabidity of the speakers, the involuted, contagious nature of their misinformation is scary.  But it is out there, and we need to know about it.

And then we need to speak truth to distortion and deceit.  We need to break the spell of the orange man with the noxious spew of lies and his sickening ability to tap into the basest of human instincts.  We need to bring all of our caring, kindness, goodness and compassion to the table, hard as that may be.  Just do it.

 

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hi, my name is Paula

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This is the face I am wearing at your door, if you are in the Laconia area of New Hampshire and you are either a Democrat or undecided.  It is not hard for me to smile at you.  I want to connect with you.  I want us to find some common ground, beyond politics, beyond a campaign or an issue.  First, I just want to say hello and acknowledge without words or with that I have interrupted whatever you were doing, and that I will not take a lot of time, and how are you today?

My name is Paula and I am a volunteer for the Democrats in New Hampshire.  I am canvassing to see how you are leaning this election.  One man told me that he is a Republican but this year he is supporting Hillary because he does not want to go to bed and worry that he won’t wake up.  Another woman told me a story of being a Polish immigrant and how her father taught her sternly that voting was a sacred right, a duty, something to do with a sense of honor and enthusiasm.  We might talk a bit about the weather and how adorable your dog is and that I miss my dogs and can I pet him (or her).  Even the young blustery man who was a Trump supporter was willing to think about the down ballot candidates and my co-canvasser put her hand on his arm and said, think about your son, just think before you vote.  Young women with babies.  Older people who look worried then kindly then would I like a cup of tea?

For me this is a work of love.  For my human and family my country my earth.  For my daughters and for myself.  I never go negative when I go door-to-door.  This is a mystery to me because before I started doing this, I had a mind and mouth run amuck.  Something about being face-to-face cooks things down to the essentials. Be a human with another human because we are all in this together.

Tomorrow Guilford.

people together

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Yesterday I had the great gift of seeing five Democratic women standing together on the stage in Manchester, New Hampshire.  Two women running for the House, Maggie Hassan running for senator, Senator Elizabeth Warren and the undeniable Hillary Clinton. They were joined by the excellent candidate for governor, Colin Van Ostern.

I was helping to recruit volunteers at the rally, moving along the endless line with my clipboard, asking for help.  Convincing quite a few that they could in fact canvass, that going from door to door is the thing that makes the difference, and that it can be oddly fun. An interesting, walking the talk way to spend an afternoon.

If you want to join this campaign, if you want to be a part of the real movement, the people’s response to hatred and bigotry, then drop me an email and I will connect you.  Anyone can make a few calls, anyone can knock on a few doors.  You will surprise yourself.  You will delight me.  You will make a difference.

 

up close, personal

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So today was my first day canvassing in New Hampshire. Getting up close to strangers who are voters. Making it personal.  It is not easy, standing at the door that is not opening, wondering if they are cowering somewhere in the house waiting for us to leave so that they do not have to HEAR IT.  Trying to calibrate the way you approach the door – friendly but not manic.

I am actually good at this. There are doors that I won’t approach, but not many.  Mostly, I want to make a connection.  I want to, as we say in the horse world, join up. Today it was raining, so we look very determined and vulnerable, which may open some otherwise closed doors.

We met one young man – a Hillary hater who wants “change.”  I didn’t ask it at the time, but I will next time. What do you actually want to change?  I am genuinely curious, and willing to listen.  I will let you know what I learn.