I can’t tell whether there are more shitty things happening in the world, or if I just hear about more of them because of my Facebook addiction. It could be that the people to whom shitty things happen have more of a voice now that media is less filtered through the opinions of rich white men with newspaper/porn empires, reputations, and rich white male investors. ANYWAY.
Technically, a lot of my job right now is lobbying Congress, but it’s not what I expected it to be. There have been precisely zero money filled suitcases and smoke filled rooms, and precisely a million emails to staffers exactly my age who went to slightly better colleges. Before I started getting paid to do it, I actually wasn’t much of an advocate. I was nervous about wasting the time of these very important people with something that I maybe wasn’t fully informed about. I wondered what difference one little signature would make. It shouldn’t take a lobbying job to demystify advocacy to people, so I’m going to try to make it less scary. Continue reading