There’s something humbling about sitting across from a kid during a political crisis. Not because they don’t understand, but because they understand differently. They cut straight to the heart of things. They won’t let you hide behind jargon or the familiar “well… it’s complicated.” So when 13-year-old Margo asked me what a government shutdown even is, I had to break it down to the bare essentials. I told her:
That’s the simplest version. But she wanted to know why it was happening. And that’s where the truth gets heavier. I explained:
And then I said the part that hurt to say out loud to a young person:
Those are stakes no child should have to process. And yet, here they are, living with the consequences of adults who can’t get their act together. The conversation got me thinking about my grandfather. He worked hard his whole life, but he didn’t have health insurance. So when something hurt, he tried to power through—Goody powders, Advil, whatever he could manage. By the time he learned he had diabetes, it was too late. He lost his leg. Then he lost his ability to work. Eventually, we lost him. I told her plainly:
Watching her absorb that stopped me for a moment. Kids don’t mask their emotions the way adults do. She felt the weight instantly. Then came the question I’ll be thinking about for a long time:
What do you even say to that? I gave her the most honest answer I could:
That’s the reality. And young people feel that gap between our ideals and our outcomes more sharply than we do. As for our first Sit Your Butt Down Award? Margo didn’t hesitate:
Honestly? A solid call. Sometimes the kids’ table sees more clearly than Washington. This first Kids’ Table conversation reminded me why I wanted to create this series in the first place. Kids aren’t waiting for us to be perfect. They’re watching to see if we’re honest. They want explanations, not excuses. They want clarity, not chaos. Talking to Margo forced me to slow down and explain the stakes in plain English: the shutdown, the healthcare fight, equality, even my own family’s story. And it reminded me of something I think adults forget: Kids already know when something’s broken. They just need someone willing to admit it. — Jaime You're currently a free subscriber to Jaime's Table. For the full experience, upgrade your subscription. |