I keep encountering or hearing about people encountering those who are cynical. Those who still have no hope, no faith, no optimism. I’ve been one of you. I’ve been ranting and raving, sure that the election would never take place, sure that the cheating would overwhelm the numbers, sure that it would never, ever end.
But on Tuesday I took off my tinfoil hat and cried.
And I gave up my cynicism.
Now, mind you, I’m going to hold their feet to the fire when I think it’s necessary. And I’m determined to stay active, stay informed, stay vocal.
But I’m no longer going to be afraid. I’m not going to fear that the NSA is tapping my phone and computer (they were). I’m not going to fear that my children won’t be able to get a decent education (this will change in time for them). I’m not even going to fear that I won’t be able to take them to the orthodontist.
Most of all, I’m not going to be afraid to not be cynical. I’m not afraid to look stupid in my optimism. I don’t think it looks stupid.
I think a lot of people out there are afraid that if they aren’t cynical, they look like idiots. Well, you’re wrong. Cynicism is a defense mechanism for powerlessness. We’re not powerless any more, can’t you see that? We are the ones we’ve been waiting for.
And if we stay involved, stay active, stay vocal, let the Administration know what’s important to us and why and how we think they should solve problems, we are powerful. We are the change, not Obama. President Obama gives us, is giving us right this minute–go over to the website and see it–the chance to be the change. Sure, it takes people in power to ask us to participate. If they don’t let us, we can’t do much. But the President is asking us, is encouraging us, to take the reins of power in our own hands and make America what we want her to be.
Let’s roll.
Peace.
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