Last week, the media ran a story about poll numbers showing that Donald Trump would beat Elizabeth Warren in a hypothetical 20/20 Presidential Match Up.
Now, if we’ve learned anything about polls after the 2016 election, it’s not to trust them. But how many of us just read something like that and accept it?
Now, look I’m pro-media. Sure, I’m still a little miffed that the New York Times failed to put this image on the front page of their paper when Bernie Sanders brought out 21,000 people in Sacramento (of all places), or that many news outlets went right along with the invasion of IRAQ. But generally, the news is pretty alright.
So, why would the media want to downplay the idea that Warren could win?
Because Wall Street doesn’t want Elizabeth Warren to win.
Then again, maybe the polls are right, and in four more years, this country will still be as sexist as it has been the last 200 years.
Sounds about right.
At the end of 2016 I quit Twitter.
I had my partner change my password, because changing habits sometimes calls for drastic measures.
I didn’t log onto Twitter for four or five weeks after being on it for a few minutes or more, each day over the last year and a half. The election. Advertisements. Noise. Outrage. RTs. This horrible thing happened. This horrible thing is happening. HEY! BUY THIS SHINY THING! Look at this beautiful thing. OMG. RT. This is sooo funny.
I really didn’t want to keep having my cortisol raised every time something terrible happened in the world, and it showed up in the Top Ten Trending Subjects of the moment (or whatever the f–k they call it).
Today, I logged back on. And it was amazing. So good to spend some time away from it. Before when I used it on a daily basis, I could tell that there were too many ads. That it wasn’t providing me with much value. That the political overload was just helping to make my life more miserable, when you can have a beautiful day outside, under tall trees, walking with your dog, a better day at work, or doing just about anything. And you don’t have to feel guilty for tuning out. You’re not changing the world with a fucking re-tweet. Looking through the feed today, after being away from Twitter for weeks, I realized something. This is all just junk mail. This is all, just noise.
I’m starting to feel the same with Instagram. Since selling to Facebook, it’s become worse and worse. It’s inevitable. Are we all just going to hide out and waste our lives scrolling through feeds of our friend’s rants about weather or politics or other things that aren’t in or control? Are we going to continue to electively choose to watch Digiornia Pizza ads that show up between pictures of kid’s birthdays and tropical vacation bragging?
Or do we want to use the time we have on this planet in a different way?
2017 is a hard time to be a human being on Planet Business.
And the politics – I mean, what the hell is happening? Not good things. It can really raise your anxiety. Because it’s out of your control.
1.5 million people called Senators to stop the nomination of an unqualified candidate to become the Secretary of Education. It didn’t work. Pay to play. She bought her way in.
It’s easy to feel powerless right now, for those paying attention.
But we must remember to exercise our power in our daily life. Head to the bulk section of the supermarket instead of purchasing yet another product wrapped in plastic. Take the bus and get some reading or writing done. Skip meat some meals. Say positive things about hippies.
Be aware. And make some small changes.
Be the change you wish to see.
This is worth a watch!
Sure, it’s cheaper to blow the top off a mountain, and dump it in the valley…the only problem is, then it rains. Do we want to drink our own destruction?
Love this man.