Life Is Hard, Government Shouldn’t Make It Harder
Will you help fight for our future and freedom?
I am actively working to not become a bitter person and it is HARD. Because I am upset about everything that has happened over the past three years, and the things I have lost, and the lives that were ruined, and now we’re just going to pretend like nothing happened?
Um, no. That is not my style. But instead of being bitter, I’m channeling that energy into something productive, and doing everything in my power to make sure that the government never again has the power to make life harder than it needs to be.
That’s why Rational Ground exists — the group that Justin and I created when non-elected bureaucrats decided that it was a good idea to close schools and businesses to “slow the spread,” impose vax and mask mandates, and even tell us not to gather with loved ones at Thanksgiving and Christmas.
I am still stunned by the authoritarianism of the past three years, and even though I’m tired, I will still fight to protect our future and our freedom.
I was already exhausted at the beginning of 2020. Justin and I had just been through a really rough year and a half. I was pregnant with Trinity, and he’d been laid off from his job literally days before we found out I was pregnant with her.
Thankfully he managed to find a new gig almost immediately, but it was a significant pay cut, and our finances had already been stretched pretty thin. Also … that job was soul-sucking, and there were shady things going on he wanted no part of.
Right around the time he started asking questions at that job, he got sick — extremely sick. In the hospital, fighting-for-his-life sick. Which he still likes to tease me about, since I was convinced he had a man-flu, and only made him go to the doctor so he could be told he was fine, and to stop acting like a baby.
Except the doctor told us to go to the ER immediately, where tests confirmed that he was going into septic shock and his organs were starting to shut down.
Sorry, hun!
He was in the hospital for 11 days, and on home nurse care with a midline IV for 30 days after that. And while he was in the hospital fighting for his life, he was shut out of everything work-related. When he sludged back into the office just days after being released, he was let go. Because it had only been 5 months, he wasn’t given a reason.
I was six months pregnant, we had tens of thousands in medical bills (after co-pays!!), and my hubby was out of work and in no condition to find anything regular (he’s always done side-jobs, and thankfully this kept up).
The year after that was HARD. Really hard. We barely made ends meet. The company I worked for at the time got bought out twice, and when people below me were given promotions (even though I was a top traffic driver) and I questioned it, I was told to be grateful I still HAD a job after taking two maternity leaves 19 months apart. (They were 8 and 12 weeks, for the record.)
My older girls were having a hard time too because they wanted to spend more time with me, but their dad wasn’t on board, despite many, many discussions about it having nothing to do with measuring love.
My job continued to be incredibly stressful, and Justin continued to do gigs as he could, but nothing super solid had come through.
Over a year after Justin got sick, we were setting up for Christmas, and our artificial tree’s lights had all gone out. It’s not really that big of a deal in the scheme of things, but I went to Target and sat in the parking lot and bawled. It was too hard, too much. I COULDN’T EVEN DO CHRISTMAS FOR MY KIDS RIGHT.
My mom happened to call me, and I managed to calm down and tell her about the tree. She immediately said that I could have her tree, and got my dad to load it into their truck and bring it to our house.
Soon after that Justin picked up some amazing clients and started making a solid paycheck again. Things came to a head with my ex, and I went through the court to officially request and win more custody. I got a job offer for another company with people I knew and respected. Cordelia and I even were accepted to our local mother-daughter charity league, which only accepts 30 new applicants every year.
The sun was SHINING. Everything was about to be OK, after a year and a half of feeling like I was barely holding on.
It was February 2020.
By the end of March, the world had shut down. Justin’s new clients were gone. The schools were closed, and we knew it would have disastrous consequences down the road.
We knew what was happening was wrong, and after everything we’d been through, we had the fire to say so, and gather other like-minded people. Justin started a Facebook group called “Let’s Get Back to Work!”
He was an early advocate AGAINST the insane covid response that so many people didn’t blink twice at. All of our efforts to combat the insanity and save our children, families, small businesses, and liberty itself eventually became Rational Ground and Posterity PAC.
Posterity PAC is a registered super PAC, and it’s where we’ve been able to collect your generous donations to continue this fight for freedom.
They work hand-in-hand, and we’ve been able to do some really cool things. We’ve had multiple meet-ups (in Texas, New Hampshire, and Florida), and last October held our first official conference in San Diego. We’ve worked with amazing orgs like Brownstone and Eppoch Times, and Justin even had his first ever book published through Regnery.
And I’m so excited that we are doing something new - a DC meetup on March 29th.
We really wanted to do an event in DC this spring, but the more we looked at doing a regular conference, the more we knew we wanted to do something different. So we are hosting a “Never Again” Capitol Hill event, where every single attendee is going to be able to meet with multiple offices on Capitol Hill!
I found an amazing company called DC Fly-Ins that is able to coordinate multiple meetings for us with sitting congresspeople and senators, and their high-level staffers. Everyone who signs up will be put into small groups of 5-10, and will visit multiple congressional and senatorial offices.
At the end of the day, we’re having a party at a nearby restaurant with some awesome VIPS like Jay Bhattacharya and Clifton Duncan, and of course Justin and yours truly.
Fun fact — March 29th is the three-year anniversary of President Trump extending the lockdown in that now-infamous Rose Garden presser. Three years later, we’re taking to Washington to make our voices heard.
If you have a covid story to share, we want you to join us. If you are concerned about what has happened to our children over the last three years, join us. If you value the liberty and freedom that are supposed to come with being an American — join us!
Justin and I have been through a lot. We understand that life happens, and sometimes things aren’t easy. But when outside forces conspire to make our lives harder without ANY evidence whatsoever that “their way” is right? We are going to make some noise.
Come make some noise with us in DC, this March 29th.
I am right there with you in trying to not be bitter. On the one hand, people are STILL masked in Chicago, even outside or alone in their cars. On the other hand, everyone's acting like none of this ever happened! It's so disorienting. I feel closer to the brink of screaming every day. I just can't take any more of it.
Thank you (and all the others) who are continuing the fight. Nothing has changed. The same thing could happen tomorrow if the government decides to say so. That's what gets me. I don't know what needs to happen to ensure they don't do it again.
I wish I could be at this event. Unfortunately, my current family / financial situation does not allow.
Bitter isn't the word I would use to describe how I feel. It was more like a shock to my system to see how easily people are manipulated, how quick they are to outcast others, even friends and family members, and how oppressive systems are when one doesn't tow the line. Stuff that I only previously read about, suddenly I experienced in full force. It completed changed my outlook on society, social, educational, and governmental bureaucracies/orgs, and my opinion of people.
I would love to be part of the event, but DC is unfortunately too far and the trip not in the budget :(.