‘She was facing the whole English army and she drove them away’

Damn right.

I wrote this over at EschaCrackDen right before the big swing, while Hackett still had this safely GOP district clutched in his big fist. There’s a message I’d like us to take from tonight. There’s something I’d like us to all learn, to memorize, to recite at every opportunity.


Wherever they are, we’ll fight. There are Democrats in Alabama, there are Democrats in Kansas, there are Democrats in Idaho. We will go there and we will run in those districts and we will fight for supporters there, because people everywhere deserve Democratic voices. People everywhere deserve Democrats in Congress.

I woke up Nov. 3 not merely hung over but still drunk and pretty much wanting to die, but now that some time has passed, I look back and can’t believe that everyone did all the things they did. I’ve only ever seen people fight that hard for something once in my life and the lessons of those months will be with me forever.

We fight every fight. We answer every lie. We stand in every empty space and we shout with whatever voice we have and we use the time that we have in the best ways we can and we make a better world because of it, regardless of the results of any election this year or any year. We make ourselves known and we DO NOT SHUT UP about the things that matter and if we talk ourselves hoarse, then so fucking be it, because this is who we are, this is what we’re about, and that’s all there is to say.




I’ve now seen people fight that hard twice in my lifetime. Do you know how rare that is? Do you know how many people just slog through their days and don’t ever for a moment have any hope for anything beyond themselves? Do you know how few people actually do things that scare them, that astonish them, that they sit back and look at later and think, “In my wildest dreams I can’t imagine how I pulled that off.” So very, very few.

I’m going on vacation for the rest of the week, but I’m sure Holden and Tena and pie will keep you up to date on the mop-up and post-fight in Ohio. Play nicely, and go to bed proud. You’ve earned the sleep of the just tonight.