So I say to my husband, "Okay, I've thought about the Rally to Restore Sanity in Washington D.C. It would cost a minimum of $500 between airfare, car rental, and food, even if I left on Thursday night and returned Sunday morning--which is also an insane way/reason to fly across the country."
He says, "If you don't go, I don't want to hear *one* word. Not *one.*"
"What?" I ask.
"If this is a big deal, if it's the Woodstock of this generation and you aren't there, I don't want to hear you complain *once*," he says, trying not to grin, "because I think you should go."
"Oh, I'll complain, don't you worry," I reply. "I'll complain until the End of TIME."
But the issue is moot, because I'm going. It *is* a ridiculous way to spend money. But if through its timing it does *anything* to inspire democrats to VOTE this November, then it's worth every penny.
Of course, now I need to carve out some time to make calls for senators I care about.
Charlotte
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