This week I have been blazing through boxes of Kleenex with a red, rubbed-raw nose and an intermittent fever while I read about the evolution of social work and our engagement or not in the political process.
"Politics ought to be a part-time profession of every citizen who would protect the rights and privileges of free people and who would preserve what is good and fruitful in our national heritage."
Dwight D. Eisenhower (1954)
I write about my politics a lot and when I say that, I mean I don't KNOW a lot about politics, I merely write about it a lot. Politics seem to have threads in every part of my day from where my t-shirt is made to the kind of car I drive to what food is available to me at the grocery store... I will stop but you see where I am going here.
I have a friend who's shy about politics, thinking because their own politics are different than mine we can't have dialogue. This makes me a bit sad because I want to hear other people's opinions because I only have mine because this is all I know so far. The more I talk about it, the more I learn about it, the better equipped I am to make a better informed decision.
I think a lot about the Universal Declaration of Human Rights as brought to us by the United Nations. Specifically I think how amazing it is that I think of myself as someone who knows about some stuff, not a ton but some and I had never heard of this until last January when I came to Humboldt State and one of the professors presented it to us.