“Enough is enough.”

mfol.4Recently, I learned that a member of my family was not able to vote in the mid-term elections as s/he was deemed “inactive” despite voting in the past two elections. I posted this on social media and people said, “All you have to do is fill out a form.” WRONG. My family member continues to seek an answer, a solution, a vote.

Any American should be floored by this.

In my world, I talk politics with my safe people- friends, co-workers, and people in the world willing to have an open-minded discussion. I shy away from being too public due to my job, as the organization for which I work is non-partisan and I want to make sure all people feel comfortable and safe. The situation with my family member is one that I am talking about publicly, as this impacts ALL of us.

Here are the words from the person impacted by this situation:

Democracy as a form of government is an ideal. Countries orbit nearer and farther away from this ideal yet are held in the grip of the fundamental attraction of this form of government, namely that it derives its right to rule from a mandate of its constituents rather than from heredity, religion, or force. Countries ebb and flow in their appeal to ‘a democratic ideal’ but sacred is the right of citizens to be able to engage the process: i.e.: the right to vote.

The Republican Party has undertaken a project to restrict eligible Americans from voting. Despite the long-standing National Voter Registration Act which expressly prohibits targeting voters for removal for failure to vote, the Ohio state government run by Republicans had their aggressive efforts to purge its voting rolls – arguing without evidence that they are needed to combat what they say is widespread voter fraud – supported this summer by the Supreme Court (Husted v. A. Philip Randolph Institute). Immediately similar legislative maneuvers started happening is a number of states (at last count, more than 18), and almost all Southern ones.

For example, Georgia Secretary of State, Brian Kemp (R) in the last 12 months has overseen purges that removed 1.3 million voters (18% of eligible voters in GA; almost 1 in 5 Georgians!) from the rolls. Just under 417,000 (30%) were removed because they were deceased, ineligible felons, duplicative registrants, had moved out of state, or for other legitimate reasons. The vast majority — more than 850,000 (70%) – were simply made ineligible to vote in the mid-terms. While they can go through a long process of re-registering, they will miss the election cycle, which is notable in that Brian Kemp the Republican candidate for Governor.

Why? The answer is simple, effective, and nefarious. Such methods disproportionately affect those who are less politically active: the elderly, infirm, poor, and minorities. And this is precisely the point. Voter suppression is a strategy to influence the outcome of an election by discouraging or preventing specific groups of people from voting. It is not an attempt to address the cases of voter fraud, it is to make ineligible as many people as it can as this will have a disproportionate effect on those who tend to vote for the Democratic Party.

More than several studies in Political Science have verified this again and again.  The incident of ‘voter fraud’ in which a vote is deemed not from an eligible American voter is about 0.0025% (aka: 0.000025). Nearly all of these have been traced to clerical errors or bad data matching practices rather than the impersonation of another voter. The Washington Post found 31 credible instances of impersonation fraud from 2000 to 2014, out of more than 1 billion ballots cast (31/1,000,000,000 = a rate of 0.000000031). In a series of studies out of Arizona State University, in states where politicians have specifically argued that fraud is a serious problem, they found zero successful prosecutions for impersonation fraud from 2012-2016. Combatting voter fraud is not the goal. It is to limit Americans’ right to vote.

I have long supported everyone in my family to be politically active. I don’t care who you vote for, just be engaged. I would support real efforts with getting our elections in shape. There are a number of valid concerns from proper registration, the actual counting and accounting of voting, and polling availability. Therefore, the efforts made by the Republican Party are not just dirty tactics, to me this as an American and a Political Scientist, this practice is anti-democratic. It goes against fundamental values of America. It is anti-American. I note that this ‘destroying a village to save it’ approach affects Republican voters as well. But the primary aim is the numbers at the end. Those unfortunate Republicans are merely collateral damage in the greater game of winning at all costs.

Voter fraud does not meaningful exist. Voter suppression is an anti-democratic tactic. Eligible voters made to challenge their ineligibility – often not knowing they are ineligible until they go to vote and find that it is too late – is not an unfortunate casualty of electoral politics, it is another brick that falls out of the wall of democracy.

I am writing this to you as I went to vote the other day and found that I have been ‘purged’ (their word) for inactivity despite having voted in the last two national elections. I will not be able to vote in the mid-term elections on November 6. The Republican Party efforts to misshape the representative process in America has stripped me of the most fundamental right as a democratic citizen. I can handle the nastiness but being denied the opportunity to undertake this important act as a democratic citizen is an affront to me and to those that mean it when they say ‘democracy’.

I hold the Republican Party, its enablers, and voters in contempt for having taken my right to vote. You can no longer say that you do not know and I encourage you to consider your support for those who take such anti-democratic actions. Which is more important short-term victory or the long-term deterioration of a democratic nation?

I do not write looking for an answer. I am simply making you aware that I am very, very angry. From now on, passivity in the face of these and other anti-democratic actions will not be accommodated.

Enough is enough.

I stand with my family member. I won’t be silent. I will stand for what is right. So if you have the privilege of voting (although it should be a right), I hope you don’t vote straight party. Be informed about the candidates. If you don’t know, research it from a reliable source- not for the one that wave’s your team’s flag at all cost.

 

 

 

“Must be George Soros’s fault.”

Full of “something”…

nope

As a woman in Alabama, I have grown accustomed to being in a room full of men for business meetings. I also see more women leaders, which is encouraging for the future. For now, however, it is normal for it to be the dudes and me talking about insurance or property or (fill in the blank). I don’t usually think too much about being the only woman there, until recently. I had a meeting with the dudes to talk about “something” (need to keep in vague on purpose). I did the normal retrieving of coffee and/or water, as a hostess may choose to do. The meeting was had. I was excited about the possibilities because this person clearly understood what we were looking for in “something”. I walked the expert of “something” out of the building. After the meeting there was some follow-up and cell numbers exchanged to continue to do follow-up. In the exchange, there was a comment about getting a drink. Not a problem for me, as I do have business meetings that may involve a drink; however, this became different. I said no, as I had other plans. The person began to question where we were going and who would be there. I made sure it was clear that I was married and he made it clear he was married as well. Okay, cool. That’s clear.

After getting home and watching Law and Order (my normal Friday night), I start to drift off to sleep. Text comes in at 10:15pm. “Hello”. It is the expert in “something”. I rolled my eyes and go to sleep. The next morning, I see the text that came in after the initial text: “How’s the party?”.

For me, a journey of thoughts began. I am now in an awful position. This man, friend of someone involved in my work, clearly has different motivations. He didn’t say anything offensive, but you do not know me well enough to text me after-hours about something not about business.

After an additional eye roll (insert Liz Lemon gif here) and a touch of shock, I started with beating myself up: I was too friendly; I shouldn’t have given my business cell phone; I shouldn’t have talked about alcohol. As a survivor of sexual violence, these “would of, could of, should of”s are all too familiar.

I talked to a number of people associated with my work and my personal life to gain perspective, all of whom- men and women- agreed that it was inappropriate.  I was able to cool the jets on the business side of things due to some true “have to”s  in my work. Any communication was handled by e-mail and people were cc’ed on the correspondence. It was clear that my wall was up. I struggled with thinking I should downplay my feelings in order to move forward with business. I struggled because this person was brought forward by a friend, who I do not want to disappoint. I struggled because as an organization, we do not condone that behavior. I struggled because it made me struggle emotionally.

I was finally able to finally tell the friend of the expert, he was kind and understanding. The only criticism is that I did not come to him sooner. Valid. Received. A weight was lifted…until this week. There was communication between the friend and the expert and the expert told the friend he was going to “send him some things”. What does that mean? A. If it’s business stuff, we are not interested. B. If it is stuff about me, there is nothing damming from my interactions…so are you going to make stuff up?

So here I am, struggling again. While in high school, I was viewed as a person with a good reputation, but that changed quickly because of one person. I have fought my whole life to find my voice and help others find theirs. Now, here I am…a person with a good reputation that I now fear is in jeopardy all because of one person.

My blog is about social justice issues. In this situation, the root issue is being a woman. As a woman, do I have to be different? I know this happens to men as well, so I want to keep this in mind; however, this seems to be a constant thought in my life. I put the question on social media and asked if people felt comfortable sharing their business cells. All the men- yep. Women, on the other hand, had a varied response. One of my guy friends that I had not talked to about the situation said, “…As a 43 year old father of 3, I’m not worried about a dirty old man calling me to flirt at 10pm (winky emoji)”. EXACTLY.

This also speaks to the root causes of violence. It is Sexual Assault Awareness/Activism Month (SAAM), so this is on my mind- but to be honest with you, when is it not on my mind? Listen to Courtney Barnett’s “Nameless Faceless”. Watch the HBO Documentary “I AM EVIDENCE”. Walk to your car at any time of the day or night (insert SNL’s “Welcome to Hell”). Seriously, there isn’t a day that doesn’t go by that I don’t think about my safety and well-being because I am a woman. In “I AM EVIDENCE”, they explore the reason for the horrendous backlog of SAFE (Sexual Assault Forensic Exam) kits in America and the DA of Detroit explained that it is evident it began and continued because “No one gives a damn about women in this country.” It was easy to dismiss over 200,000 (and counting) kits across this country, most of them women, because she “must have done something to cause this”. Instead of initially blaming the expert of “something” for making me uncomfortable, I took on the blame. I didn’t push back during the conversation because I felt like he was in a position of power. Now, when I have done the ethical and difficult thing, it is still not over.

The national theme for SAAM this month is Embrace Your Voice. Our motto for SAAM where I work is “If it isn’t a hell yes, then it is a hell no!” Well, this is a hell no, y’all. I embraced my voice and have no regrets.

 

“What’s NOT teal?!

Spring Cleaning or Spring Polluting?

After the recent foreclosure of my neighbor’s home and picking up her life from her front lawn, I started to think about what is going to happen to all my “stuff” when I am gone. I don’t have children. Who is going to have to deal with this??? This compelled me to start cleaning out those closets and figure it out. It seemed that the more I piled up, the deeper the question of what REALLY happens to the stuff emerged.

I made my piles- electronics, clothes to donate, clothes and items to try to sell, clothing that needs to be recycled, stuff that has no future of any kind.

  • Electronics were easier than I thought. Put a request on social media and got some feedback. Looked into the companies and what they did with the items. Felt good about this cleansing.
  • Clothes to donate follows the same rule as a previous post about which thrift stores at which you shop: Do their share your same values? If so, you got your place.
  • Clothing and items to sell- well, this is going to be an adventure. I am borrowing a dress form from a friend and plan to take photos of clothing. Hopefully, I will try to do this on my own and make a little change. I also ordered a bag from thredUP. You can send your clothes to them to sell…but if they don’t sell in 14 days, they make all the money off the sale (if and when it happens).

Here’s the one that  is bugging me: Recycling clothing. I want to do it, but what does that even mean? I looked online to see where I could go to recycle clothes. There was one organization in my city that does it. It is an organization with which I don’t share values. Deep sigh. I figured, if they are recycling clothes, it is okay. I go to the organization with two bags. I walk in with one of the two bags and this man grabs it…I mean GRABS it. I asked if they recycle the clothing and he said, “Nope. They just ship it overseas.” My gut said to get out of there. I could not get the bag back, but I did keep the other one and left with a sinking feeling. Back to the interwebs…

According to Slate, “the secondhand clothing industry has been export-oriented almost since the introduction of mass-produced gar­ments. And by one estimate, used clothing is now the United States’ number one export by volume, with the overwhelming majority sent to ports in sub-Saharan Africa.” So these clothes get baled and sent over. They are picked through again, and then what?

There is the argument that this creates jobs in other countries, but some reports say this is affecting established textile businesses in those countries. See what I mean- total rabbit hole, y’all. What we do know is that whoever is sending the clothes gets paid (now I want my bag back).

Speaking of arguments, some say at least the clothes are not going straight to landfills. I mean, I feel as though once they are picked through they ultimately end up in a landfill…just in another country. This is not recycling, is it?

I am searching for an organization to truly recycle clothing. Not send them off somewhere, but recycle them. My co-worker told me she was shopping at H&M (another deep sigh) and they announced they were recycling clothing during the month of April for Earth Month. After this recent experience with the bag grabber, I thought that they probably just ship it off like the others. Nope. Check this out:

Once the old garments have been dropped off in a store, our partner I:CO collects and sort them into three categories:

  • Rewear – clothing that can be worn again will be sold as second hand clothes.
  • Reuse – old clothes and textiles will be turned into other products, such as cleaning cloths.
  • Recycle – everything else is turned into textile fibres, and used for things like insulation.

Currently, one single garment can contain up to 20% recycled fibres (recycled cotton or recycled wool from collected garments) without any loss of quality or durability. We are working to get that number to increase by creating demand and investing directly in technological innovation. The first step is to minimise the risks of fashion going to landfills – we believe our clothes deserve better! In the long term, we want to find the technological solutions needed to be able to fully reuse and recycle all textile fibre. When using other recycled material (blended or pure) such as recycled polyester, a garment can already now be made of 100% recycled material.

So, I have a plan this weekend. I’m going to H&M. Never thought I would hear myself say those words. No shopping, just recycling.

Earth

“And it’s teal!”

 

 

Ethical Smethical…

This one is a tough one, y’all. It has been a hot minute since the last post mainly because shit has gone down. Sorry mom and dad, but- in this case- it is absolutely the right word to use. In one week, we had a shooting in a school, a shooting at a hospital, and at least two deaths of women by gun violence by an intimate partner. Those shootings were just in Birmingham, Alabama. Those shootings are just the ones of which I know.

As I prepared to join the local March for Our Lives this past weekend- especially after what our community had experienced this month- I walked outside to see all of my neighbors belongings on her front lawn. In my head, I knew what happened; however, I was in such denial. Maybe she chose to throw out all of her belongings to clean the house. Maybe she chose to leave her house for someone else to take care of her stuff. Maybe she passed away and that’s what happens to your stuff. I texted another neighbor about it and did not receive a response, so I chose to ignore it in that moment.

The march in Birmingham was beautiful. Students organized the event and did an amazing job. We saw gun owners with signs and shirts supporting sensible gun regulations. We saw survivors of the recent shootings marching for change. We saw students, teachers, and concerned citizens all gathered to raise their voices in support. There were tears, hugs, meaningful conversations, and plans for what comes next.

As I returned home, inspired and hopeful, I returned to seeing that yard full of stuff. I texted the neighbor again saying I would be out there tomorrow to clean if she wanted to join me. Sunday we met at our neighbor’s house with a few folks from a church on our street and we began to pick up pieces from this woman’s life. A woman who bought her home in the 1980s and it was almost paid off, but she became ill and was in the hospital and no one paid the mortgage. Her house which was now foreclosed. Her home was destroyed. Whomever the bank paid to “empty” her house also took her wedding dress and anything of value. They threw the contents of her fridge- raw chicken, fish, strawberries, tomatoes- onto the lawn. They threw the contents of her life out- love letters from her husband that passed, check books, photos, bills, clothing, décor. I cried as we placed the letters and photos in a box to take to her in the hospital. The rest ended up on the side of the road in black trash bags, that people have felt compelled to stop and pick through.

The word that continues to enter my brain is “ethical”. From the lack of response on sensible gun regulation to throwing a person’s life on the lawn, what is okay about any of this?

So this post isn’t about where to buy ethical things. Hell, the blog really isn’t supposed to be about that at all. This post…blog…life… is about being mindful of the people in the world around us, even if you don’t know them. Yes- this applies to the clothes we wear and the food we eat, but it also is for the stranger, or neighbor, who is trying to make their way through this world.

I know what I am going to do- give a damn. Smile a little more. Talk to my neighbors. Take action to make change. I hope you do, too.

 

“When will our consciences grow so tender that we will act to prevent human misery rather than avenge it?”

Eleanor Roosevelt