Often times, no matter how much bitching and complaining we as ‘Muricans do about politics, when the day is over, not a lot really happens. A penny tax doesn’t mean people are unable to feed themselves, and when the government talks about some convoluted bill or law that passes, most of the time very little noticeable things actually occur. Maybe it’s naïve and insular for me to make such blanket statements, but at least in my little world, the things that happen as the result of stalling and bickering in Washington seldom really feel like they affect life on the home front.
In a prior post, I made a remark about how at no point in the history of my life, has it ever felt so physically tangible, the feeling of disappointment and letdown happening to the American people of the United States until more recently. As stated, no matter how much I may disagree or not like something that’s now law, a lot of the time it doesn’t really impact the daily living of my life or my family.
Until now.
My wife is a teacher. My child is immunocompromised. I’ll just state those facts, and if you understand why this is a major problem today maybe you’ll continue reading. If not, well go fuck off.