I’m watching as the Florida legislature defies the will of the people by stopping cities from banning single-use plastics and making school districts who passed tax referendums give some of the money to private charter schools. In November, Florida passed an amendment to restore voter rights to non-violent felons, but the legislature didn’t think the people really knew what they voted for, so now they are going to make these people pay back all monetary penalties before they are eligible.
My heart hurts.
I vote. I’m active in my union, and I do other activist work. I haven’t been doing as much as I think I should lately, because my mental health would suffer. I already feel overwhelmed with work and my regular life.
My head hurts.
I don’t understand how people can keep choosing to elect people who choose greed over people.
And I logically want to do more to get people who care into office. But I physically and mentally can’t do any more right now.
Chasing Lovely is a wonderful music group who put this mental struggle to music.
I don’t really have much else to say right now. Except I’m tired. Exhausted, really.
Whenever despair gets me down, I remember the biosphere only has another 100 years plus or minus, and am oddly relieved.
The biosphere has plenty of life in it. Probably billions of years. Whether humans are a part of that is another question. But that’s part of my sadness. We are capable of great love and creation. But we can’t seem to sustain it.
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