Some of you may know that I curate a small outdoor gallery of poetry and art on the fence outside of my home. We call it the Plain Air Word Gallery and we put up exhibits at random times on random topics. They generally stay up until the weather brings them down. Our newest exhibit is all about voting, with information about how to vote in our area, how to judge the veracity of sources, and how to discern media bias. I’m also posting the following personal essay for reasons that will become apparent as you read. This is by no means comprehensive and I have no desire to argue with trolls, but I feel compelled to do all that I can to make sure our democracy survives. This is my small contribution to the fight.
Earlier this summer my neighbors hung several huge pro-Trump flags at their house. It wasn’t surprising as I already knew where their vote had gone in 2016 and I already know that I live in a conservative part of a Republican state. But it brought politics into my neighborhood (and my day) in a way that wasn’t really comfortable. My sister wanted to send me a similarly sized Biden flag but that felt retaliatory and I didn’t want to have a neighborhood war. I also didn’t want to poke at my Republican neighbors the way I felt poked at with the Trump flags.
When it comes down to it, a political flag or sign is a blunt instrument in a social landscape that is quite nuanced. I love and respect my neighbors. I do not doubt that all of the potential Trump voters on my little block are thoughtful, caring people who are trying to do what is best. I simply disagree with them greatly about exactly what is best in this election. So, because we are all thoughtful people who care about each other, I am taking a moment to tell you more than just who I’m voting for. I’d like to tell you why.
There are two categories of reasons to vote for Biden/Harris: reasons to vote for them and reasons to vote against the current administration. I’ll address both but I’ll start with the latter because, for me, it’s such a slam dunk. For four years I have watched this administration tear down this country. Unqualified people have been given power to ignorantly and/or maliciously dismantle important structures, thinking not of the American people but of wealthy supporters. Corruption wasn’t routed out. This administration opened the front door and welcomed it in. Want a pardon? It’s for sale. No ethical considerations needed. And no need to separate personal business interests from the business of running the country. If it benefits Trump it benefits America, right? Nope. Not even close. And now he won’t even concede if he loses the election. In fact, he is actively seeking to disenfranchise voters and circumvent standard election procedures. These are not the actions of a person who loves democracy. These are the actions of a person who loves power.
This is to say nothing of how personally odious the man himself is. I’ve had people say to me “I don’t understand why you have such an irrational hatred of him.” I do have a pretty strong negative reaction to the current occupant of the White House. I hate to even say his name. Some of you feel that is extreme. Let’s walk through that.
When he was an inconsequential entertainer and potentially shady businessman (if you thought about it, which none of us really did) he didn’t make me this angry. He was ridiculous and crude and someone I wouldn’t have wanted to share space with, much less work with, but he didn’t make my head explode. His rise in the Republican primary was unbelievable but I remember the 2016 caucus and how even hardcore Utah Republicans in my district seemed disgusted by him. As more and more things came out about him during the presidential race it seemed impossible that the American people would stand for it.
In November 2016 I was deeply wounded when the impossible became reality. It was not just that my candidate didn’t win a high stakes election. I have experienced that with feelings of disappointment but not feelings of betrayal. This man had so blatantly told the world who he was—a liar, an abuser, a crook, a crude and cruel man—and my fellow Americans, my neighbors, had said, “No problem.” I know there are complex reasons for why people felt they had to vote for him but on that day it felt like people I love were saying, “Yeah, I know he’s abusive and horrible, but I just don’t care.” Actually, some people said that outright. This is what makes my head explode. And watching him continue to blatantly show his lack of fundamental decency and morals on a broader scale to the cheers and adulation of a segment of population that includes people I care about makes my head explode even more.
Four years of relentless assaults on decency and compassion have turned me from deeply wounded to deeply angry. Because I’m a woman that translates to “hysterical” or “irrational” when I am critiqued but let me assure you that it is entirely rational to feel betrayed by my fellow citizens in these circumstances. I felt comfortable in this community because I felt like we had a foundation of shared ideals even if we sometimes disagreed on how to achieve them. I feel betrayed because it seems like that foundation has been tossed aside.
When the President assaults peaceful protesters and you say, “He dominates the streets!” it feels like you don’t share my belief in the right to free speech and the responsibility a President has to keep people safe. When he admits to sexual abuse and you laugh it off as locker talk it feels like you don’t think I should be safe from assault. And when pundits and Senators mock sexual assault victims and you laugh with them you make me feel like you are not a safe person to hear my own vulnerable stories. This is why I feel betrayed. Not hysterical. Betrayed.
“But what about Biden?” I hear many of you say. It’s true that my anti-Trump argument has a wider base than the pro-Biden section of my argument does. I’ve had four years to work on the former and only a few months to work on the latter. Biden was not my candidate in the primaries (not because he is a bad candidate, but because there were others I liked better). But he’s a decent human being who loves this country and who has a solid track record of not demolishing democracy. And he chose Kamala Harris as his running mate, someone I’ve been impressed with since early primary race days. She’s smart and well-spoken with a palpable excitement about making positive change.
When I watched the Democratic National Convention I thought, “Here are people who will help heal this deeply wounded country.” When I watched the Republican National Convention I thought, “Here are people focused on retribution and personal gain. Here are people who baldly lie to the public and none of their supporters seem to care.” Read both of their acceptance speeches and see the contrast for yourself (Biden: https://www.npr.org/2020/08/20/901380014/fact-check-bidens-address-to-the-dnc-annotatedTrump: https://www.npr.org/2020/08/27/901381398/fact-check-trumps-address-to-the-republican-convention-annotated )
Biden has stood up against violence against women and gun violence. Harris has taken on corrupt corporations seeking to exploit vulnerable populations. Listen to what they actually say and read what they have actually written (without the filter of a conservative opinion-maker). You might find what I found: that these are fundamentally decent people that can work with people all across the political spectrum, that will be leaders who serve all Americans, and that will trust the experience and expertise of the many people who have dedicated their lives to this country and this people. I’m tired of every day being another gut punch to everything I hold dear. It’s time to start healing as a nation or, as Biden puts it, to build back better.
Marianne Hales 