It's not complicated....

I’m not here to cheer for Biden or Trump—honestly, I’m not on Team Politician at all. The whole idea of putting all our faith in one person, one party, or one government to fix everything? Feels like betting on a rigged horse race. It doesn’t matter who’s in the driver’s seat; the car’s already headed the wrong way. And the media? Well, they’re riding shotgun, pointing us toward whatever narrative keeps us distracted.

Meanwhile, here we are, scrolling through social media like moths to a flame, chasing algorithms instead of answers. We’re asking Google to solve our problems instead of looking inward. We’re rushing to cast votes for people we think we understand—or more accurately, people we’ve been told to trust. And somehow, all the finger-pointing and shouting has split the room right down the middle, turning our culture into a battlefield rather than a shared space. It's like that old saying—how do you tear something apart? From the inside out.

And boy, have they succeeded. We're so caught up in the shouting matches that we’ve missed the real trick—the wool pulled over our eyes. Left, right, red, blue—everyone’s busy blaming everyone else. And no one’s stepping back to think, “Wait a second, maybe we’ve had the power all along to make some real changes ourselves.” Spoiler alert: we never needed a permission slip. Not from a politician, not from a party, and certainly not from a punch card at the ballot box.

The truth? We’ve become our own worst tragedy. We’ve lost the spirit that built us up in times of crisis because we’ve been too busy tearing each other down. Hate, judgment, prejudice— and don't get me started on the Liberals.... those aren’t external forces anymore. Those are our own creations. And for those who don’t hold hate in their hearts, fear has taken its place, freezing them in indecision. The few who still believe in fighting for what’s truly right? Outnumbered, exhausted, and drowned out.

But it doesn’t have to go this way. Maybe what we need isn’t another argument or another leader to fix everything. Maybe what we really need is to sit down, shut out the noise, and actually think—for ourselves this time. Think about what this country was built on, and the strength we found in each other during the hardest times. If we don’t recognize that, we’re doomed to stay in this mess we made.

Wrong is wrong. Right is right. It’s not complicated. No gray areas, no asterisks. If we can’t fight for what matters—together—then maybe we should start praying for the strength to stop fighting each other.