November 20, 2020
Today I sent this letter to Congresswoman Stefanik. It’s also for President Trump.
It broke my heart to write it. My maternal ancestors arrived in Maryland in the mid-17th century. They were part of everything that happened on this soil ever since . The good, the bad, the ugly. They fought in all the wars. All wars are hell. My grandfather lost everything in the Great Depression, another kind of hell. He died in a seedy hotel in Miami Beach. Alone. As a 17-year-old country boy in 1965, I loaded my stuff into a VW and took Route 66 to California, where I would live for the next 8 years. I left California with a wife, a child, and a PhD in the history of all the above.
My letter is informed by such vignettes. Even so, writing it was like walking through a minefield. I’m resigned to this. When a nation reaches the tipping point, there are no easy answers and no good ones. They all suck. Including mine.
Read it. Ponder it. Let me know your thoughts. Don’t be glib. Don’t be shallow. Avoid slogans. Try not to polarize. (I tried. I probably failed.)
To download a PDF
Take a look at the video to the right. Rush Limbaugh interviewing a man from Georgia on Nov. 20, 2020, I believe. It illustrates my point about voter confidence. Note the passion in the man’s voice.
The issue of people’s confidence in voting integrity will not easily go away.