Ten Reasons Why You Should Support Evan McMullin

So a lot has happened in the weeks between my last post and today, and now that the busy summer schedule is finally winding down I’ll be back to writing more frequently – and I’m pumped about it.

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So, what all happened during this eventful break? Well, the conventions for both parties took place, and the narratives were surprising; the Left embracing a progressive quasi-patriotism it has been lacking, and the Right a stench of authoritarianism like we’ve never witnessed from a candidate – with any chance of ever winning – in American politics. The former lacking a candidate of character and as misguided in policy as they’ve been for many years, the latter utterly devoid of any principled foundation befitting a party prepared to lead the free world. Yet the people – adorned in their red, white, and blue apparel, some bathed in the artificial patriotism sold to them by an angry snake oil salesman – celebrate.

“The war for our soul has just begun,” we preach. A sobering set of words repeated ad nauseam from those – like myself – in the political trenches, found somewhere between the radical camps of big government, messianic certainty, socialism, nationalism, tyranny, and bitter ignorance. Many repeat the wishes of a redo as we as a country tear through the warning tape, and speed past the vast number of cautionary tales being replayed in our minds while a small portion of the nation celebrates in their reckless abandon, shaking the severed brake lines in their children’s faces. Continue reading

Syrian Refugees: Have We Lost Our Decency?

I’m going to start this blog post with a fact I’m not proud of: I’m conflicted.

Most of the time I study an issue until I’m blue in the face, then come to a conclusion, and finally type out my opinions for any unfortunate soul who stumbles upon my posts. I’m alright with those that disagree, and I adore open discussions and feedback, but usually I have a reasonable level of confidence in my position before I type it out. This is different.

I haven’t said much about Syrian refugees, because to be honest the opinions I have are probably not the most popular at this point. The only post I wrote on the refugees was a story about a capsized ship, and it barely touched on politics. However, yesterday I watched the posts flood my Facebook – my news feed was disturbing and heart wrenching. People are angry, and understandably so, but I hope those who read this understand where my heart is upon its completion, even if they disagree.

I spent two hour on Sunday night just scrolling through photos and bios of those killed in Paris, and as my heart broke I prayed that it would not also harden. This blind rage seems to me to be misdirected for so many, and I never want to be consumed by the anger I so often witness. I try to share my opinions and conclusions in a lighthearted matter, and in an inviting way, and I refuse to let my heart be filled with hatred towards those that oppose me.

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