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Where I'm put my civic energy

My weekend email about letting go of the impulse to wade into political/activist writing really did unblock me, hallelujah!

But it was just the first shoe dropping. That first shoe drop said that I was recognizing the limits of what I can do regarding the tragedy befalling – the crime being perpetrated on – my home country. That talk is cheap, argumentation relatively futile, and all of it terrible scary and depressing.

And something has to be done.

And I have a question for you all, at the bottom.

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My solution freed me up, and I felt better; but it also seemed like a half-measure; not enough. I was waiting for the other shoe to drop. And I’m still watching too much news, so I’m still in the cycle.

But I have found my other shoe. I’m going to – I have, by the time you read this – substituted paying my attention to paying my money. Because in America, you can talk all you want, and as true as you like, but it’s money that matters, as Randy Newman sang.

When the richest man on the plane…