The sound of silence
After a news-filled, energetic, joyful week in politics, we’ve now reached a point where there doesn’t seem to be any news at all. It’s the weekend after a historic convention, so it’s easy enough to figure out why not much news has been made yesterday or today. But here’s the thing.
This weekend has still counted as two days of the roughly seventy days that we have left. The clock is still ticking. So what if Kamala Harris didn’t make as big of news this weekend as she made during the week? So what if Donald Trump’s feeble antics are more boring than ever? So what if the media is still talking about the same things today that it was talking about on Friday? The days are still ticking down.
I keep going back to Coach Walz’ “sleep when you’re dead” line. He didn’t mean it literally. He’s not asking us to overwork ourselves so feverishly that we end up in a hospital. But he’s metaphorically making a very clear point: these seventy days are important. And once they’re gone, we won’t get them back.
This is crunch time. It’s the fourth quarter. This is the stretch where we can’t afford to take any days off. If you work weekdays, what can you do to get out and help Kamala Harris and the Democrats on weekends? If you’re tied up on the weekends, what pockets of time do you have free, and what can you do with it? It’s all hands on deck. The clock is ticking, every day, on the most important election in history. We don’t take weekends off just because the headlines do.
So let’s use these pockets of time to our advantage. It’s doubtful that Trump supporters are out there knocking on doors like they should be, so let’s make sure we’re the ones who are putting in the work. Let’s seize the advantage. Let’s run up the score. Let’s leave it all on the field and leave no doubt. I’ll be right there with you.
