I learned arithmetic matters. Not math, but arithmetic.
Math is hard. Math is algebra and calculus. Math is finding x when y has been divided by 17 squared.
Arithmetic is 1 +1 + 1 + 1 + 1 (and so on) = 270.
And that is what I learned.
One more door. One more phone call. One more volunteer. One more vote.
I had become cynical. The Citizens United decision by the Supreme Court had me believing the pundits that all elections would be paid for by the wealthiest corporations in America. Elections would never be won by the power of one.
I was wrong.
I learned that it is possible for 1 person in Scott County to make over 16,000 phone calls.
I learned about a retired nurse with the demeanor of your grandmother but the tenacity of pit bull, lead a team to 300% of the goals that were set.
I learned about two local restaurants that over and over and over again .... asked if a campaign needed coffee or cookies and what could they give or do. And they did it with LOCALLY produced food.
I learned that coffee and cookies should be staples of early voting!
I learned that grassroots do matter. And in a cynical world of money and prestige and power --- ordinary, everyday, hard-working people can still make a difference.
And so .... if you grumble and complain about the election results ... think about this. Did you make that phone call? Did you knock on that door? Did you take food to campaign headquarters so that workers could keep on working? Did you donate money?
Did you stay up late .... did you get up early?
What did you do????
I am grateful to have volunteered for a campaign that saw the power of one.
Cuz this one very short farm-girl in thrift store clothes .... was honored for the opportunity to do this!
And more honored to meet and get to know these women and so many more like them.
The power of one ... is multiplied by power of sisters.