John,
There’s something I want to get off my chest.
I noticed something last night while watching the Republican National Convention. Almost every woman in the Trump family wore white. Almost every man in the room wore a navy suit and red tie.
“It’s a cult,” I thought. “Wow, they really don’t look like us.”
But then I realized something… Most Democrats at these major political events don’t look like us, either. Not at these events, and not in Congress.
Do you ever feel like our representatives are kind of detached from us, on both sides of the aisle? John, I think it’s because they are. Not all of them, but most of them.
They don’t look like us. They don’t dress like us. They don’t struggle to find enough time in a day like us, because they have help. They don’t know what it’s like to work a 9-to-5 job and still worry about putting food on the table. They don’t have to wonder how they’ll afford to take care of their parents, if they live long enough that they aren’t able to take care of themselves.
Most of them don’t know what it’s like to be us, so they don’t care about us.
I’m a dad, raising two boys on one income. I’m a diabetic on expensive medications. I’ve had to sell my things to make rent or buy groceries. I’ve been late to work and worried if I’d still have a job the next day.
I’ve struggled to survive, and so many are right now. How can we expect our lawmakers to give all of their effort to helping us when most of them don’t know what it’s like to need help, to be a hard worker out of work, or to not know where the money for our food is going to come from?