This election cycle has gotten nasty, and I’ve been torn.
I’ve been torn about standing up against blatant, underhanded manipulation and bully tactics….they have no place in our community, and if we don’t have the courage to face them head on and call them out, we turn our City over to destructive forces.
And I’ve been torn about taking the high road…saying silent as the innuendos rage, allowing reputation, track record and character to speak above the mud-slinging and outrageous, utterly false accusations.
I think I’ve fallen somewhere in the middle…somewhere between reacting and staying silent, and it has been extremely frustrating and disheartening to see such venom proliferated in our beloved City. It has, at times, tasked my naturally optimistic and positive attitude for it has seemed that ugliness has invaded our community. And yet, over the past few days, I’ve had a break-through.
This past week we’ve enjoyed several meals at the new Pizza Factory on Broadway. (My brother and sister-in-law are the new owners). Friends from Evergreen Shoes came in and sat next to us and we got caught up. We chatted with the woman who works at the preschool where our grandson goes. Our cousins off of Clay Street came in with their kids, and we were able to talk about who was going to host the family Christmas party this year. Employees were there, and it was fun to relax together after work. John Sanders from Old Towne Grill came in. He joined us for dinner and we chatted about life, business, our mutual interests and goals.
Where else could we live where we are all so inner-connected? Where else would our lives be so linked and entwined that we have the ability to know each other and support the transitions and ventures in our lives? Where else does a fellow business owner come in to offer congratulations, encouragement and support? This is the fabric of our community. This is who we are. This is what makes us special. The rest of it?…it’s just nonsense.
November 4th will come and go. This connectedness which links us is true community and it will remain. And the more we hold onto what really matters, well, the noise, the drivel, the garbage will gradually cease to have any power.
I’m feeling hopeful and optimistic again.