Election 2024

Listen: Sarah Kendzior on Merrick Garland’s Delay in Prosecuting Trump

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Interview with Sarah Kendzior, author, “They Knew: How a Culture of Conspiracy Keeps America Complacent,” and “Hiding in Plain Sight,” conducted by Scott Harris

Sarah Kendzior discusses her views on the outcome of the 2024 election, with a focus on Biden Attorney General Merrick Garland and the DOJ’s 2 1/2 year delay to prosecute Trump for his coup attempt – – allowing him to run and win back the presidency, as well as advice on how to maintain your sanity during the very dark and dangerous four years of the Trump regime ahead.

Merrick Garland

Source: Counter Point

The End of Days Inn

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What Trump’s team wants to do to America, and how to fight it.

 
By Sarah Kendzior | Nov 2024
 
 

I am in northern Ohio, looking down at the End of Days Inn.

The parking lot cracks like an outstretched palm no fortune teller needs to read because its future is too obvious. The cracks spread to the dead mall next door, a vacant behemoth with CLOSED and THANK YOU written on an old marquee. I wonder about the person who placed those letters there one by one. That final demarcation, the words you write when you cannot say goodbye.

At the condemned Days Inn, the “D” was removed from all signs. As if folks needed a clue that the old days are gone, as if weeds winding to empty windows weren’t enough.

“AY’S INN”, my children read, laughing.

“This is what America looked like when you were one year old, after the economy collapsed,” I said to my daughter, born in 2007.

“And this is what America looked like when you were one year old, when they said we’d recovered,” I said to my son, born in 2011. “But they were lying.”

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Faith

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I want to write about faith,
about the way the moon rises
over cold snow, night after night,

faithful even as it fades from fullness,
slowly becoming that last curving and impossible
sliver of light before the final darkness.

But I have no faith myself
I refuse it even the smallest entry.

Let this then, my small poem,
like a new moon, slender and barely open,
be the first prayer that opens me to faith.

from Where Many Rivers Meet
© 1990 David Whyte