I’d planned on marching with students today, March 24, 2018 #marchforourlives
because the students have a point. Many points. And they are letting the politicians know them.
In my county, though, another important part of democracy happened: the democratic caucus.
Our county is the second largest in the state, and is extremely rural. So to get to the meeting that started at 10 am, we left from the northeast corner of the county at 7:30 am and drove to the southwest corner of the county to get there by 10 am. Today, the fourth day of spring, a steady snowfall blanketed the grasslands and piled snow onto the highway. We drove on unplowed roads on a slippery, snowy highway for our civic responsibility. The snowplows were probably already put away for next year, so they didn’t start plowing until 9:00 am. But still, we drove to our duty as citizens to the caucus to choose our delegates and to adopt our county platform as Democrats.
Our caucus, scheduled from 10 am to 2:45 pm, seemed to mean we could meet up at the March for Our Lives gathering, which started at 3:00 pm. But true to democracy, schedules don’t always flow exactly because voices needed to be heard, language needed to be tweaked, and intentions and inferences needed to be clarified through careful, considered, respectful discussion and compromise, and all with a focus on human rights based on the words of our Declaration of Independence, “all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the Pursuit of Happiness.”
Voices: Be heard. Our democratic republic demands that we speak up, whether in the streets in protest or in small meetings like the caucus to document voices that represent the concerns of the local people.
Conversations. Voices. Assembly. Protest. Compromise.
Geeky Gramma ~~
Retired Middle School Language Arts/Media Teacher ~~
Writer and Thinker~~
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