The Easiest Choice in American History
Don’t vote for fascists
This won’t be a long piece. Mostly because I don’t have a lot of things to say here. This week, Americans find ourselves at an inflexion point in our larger national political project. And really, for as strange and tied things appear to be, the choice couldn’t be easier.
Vote Harris-Walz. Don’t vote for fascists or their quislings.
If you’re like me, that’s obvious. If you’re not, perhaps you find this framing to be disagreeable. I do not care. Because it really is this simple. We have a choice to make. It’s a choice between what America might be, and what it is when it is at its absolute worst. It’s a choice between something that might have some amount of nobility, and something that is literally the opposite of everything that makes America worthwhile.
That it is as close as it seems to be speaks to a national sickness. This sickness is deeper than trump, or vance, or whatever remains of what used to be the republican party. And it is not to pretend that Harris-Walz is a perfect antidote for our collective illness. There are certainly imperfections, but all of them pale when we consider the existential stakes of the thing. What matters is that we have a choice of avoiding the most obvious attempted fascist takeover of a government in history, or risk the end of everything that might make America something worth consideration.
It really is this simple. So vote like it is. A republic, if we can keep it.
