After today, there are only 17 days, or two and a half weeks until the election, and a lot of people are worried. The stakes are high, and far apart, farther apart and more hardened than at any time since the election of 1860. That election, which resulted in Abraham Lincoln as our President and triggered the Civil War, deepening a division that has lasted until our own time.
It seems that 2020, in Churchill’s words, is a hinge of fate.
We want to be able to say that our worries are exaggerated. They may be, and we hope they are, but there is an undercurrent of the thread of violence that is new. New to white people, anyway.
I realized today I had become fearful of what might happen in the polling place where I may be observing, should a couple of fearsome, armed Proud Boys come in to intimidate voters and act as if they have the right to intervene. It has happened in some places, but I hope not here. All we can do about that is watch the watchers, and report. It has been said by every generation since 1790 that the price of liberty is eternal vigilance, and standing up for liberty when she is threatened.