love MAGA or get out

This regime- because to call it just another “administration” pretends a civility it hasn’t earned- is full of so many shameful sins, it’s easy to forget one horrible act after another.

After all, this regime has brought us to an era of caged babies ripped from the arms of their parents, and they’ve caged the parents too. I’m still struggling to get my head around how we ended up with a for-profit gulag system in 21st century America.

But this past week, in Greenville, the current occupant of the People’s House left an indelible stain on our state. History will record in infamy the thirteen seconds of hateful, racist chanting that it appears Mr. Trump’s campaign may have led and engineered. Clearly, he wanted to test the limits to which he could push the racist envelope in Dixie.

I’m beyond saddened to see how some of my fellow citizens of this great state were so easily swayed by the charms of this rabid demagogue. It has weighed heavily on my heart this week as I searched for the words to address this tawdry spectacle. I pray that they all become reacquainted with the most central commandment that Christ gave: to love thy neighbor.

I’ve heard this “go back where you came from” racism as a Southerner, over the years, but until recently, it was something that was becoming less and less common. Even the proverbial bigoted cousin you only see every other Thanksgiving was less vocal about his disdain for everyone not like himself, because even he knew that nonsense wasn’t acceptable anymore.

Until Trump made racism fashionable again.

Leadership always sets the tone, and while tax cuts to the rich might never trickle down to the rest of us, the tone at the top always trickles down to the streets. We have already seen how Trump’s tacit, winking approval of bigoted bullying translates into an epidemic of hate crimes and random xenophobic harassment of people who were just trying to pay for gas or buy their groceries like anybody else.

Maybe this rally will be lost in the swirling vortex of Trumpian chaos. It’s possible that North Carolina may be forgotten as the stage for this racist chant. You know they’ll have their plants in the crowd to get it started again in the next rally.

I hope we don't see this Trumpian chaos in Charlotte during the 2020 Republican National Convention.

But North Carolina shouldn’t forget. I know we are better than this, North Carolina. We are better than this. We will be better than this. North Carolina is a leader in so much that is good, that we have to be better than this.

What happened to working together for the common good? Why can’t we seem to just come to any agreement to make this union more perfect, anymore?

My opponent in the 8th, the current Republican incumbent, was smiling, clapping and cheering on this spectacle from the VIP section. Apparently, the Republican VIPs at this hate rally are only concerned with representing a very narrow, white slice of their constituents, but I plan to work hard for ALL of my constituents, not just a select few.

That is what I am offering through my run for Congress over in North Carolina’s 8th district: a new path forward out of these dark ages we’re currently living through.

America’s survival depends on a future where we may not always agree on everything, but that doesn’t stop us from working together to make life better for all of us. It feels to me like my opponent has forgotten that’s the whole point of going to Washington. It will be an uphill battle to take our country back to decency, humility and respect, but I’m willing to fight for it and I hope y’all are too.

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