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I’m pleading with you. Please do me this solid! Today is perhaps the most important day in the life of our nation. Just as today, we need women and blacks and latinx and millennials to stand up for democracy, we need you. We need you to come out in droves to vote your conscience. I know I have debated, and I have been snarky, and I have been crude…but today I am begging: Please do me this solid.

Please vote our values:

On Immigration…

I appeal to your conscience, please do me this solid. Please, please don’t accept the lie that caravans of terrorists and gangs are storming our borders. Please decry the notion that brown people are a threat to white people and want to take our jobs and rape our women. Please vote on the side of the poor and destitute. Please give those poor and exploited South and Central American men, women and children the opportunity to find a better life. Please fulfill the Matthew 28 mandate by going out to vote for those seeking asylum and refuge to be allowed the basic dignity of life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness. Please go out today and vote against ripping children out of the arms of their parents. Jesus would never be for this, but has indeed damned anyone who would harm these little ones. Please do me this solid and vote not against immigration, but for comprehensive immigration reform…for asylum seekers, for refugees, for the thousands of undocumented Americans who have not other country to all home…that they might be grafted in to the blessings of our great nation.

On Racism…

I appeal to your conscience, please do me this solid. Please, please don’t align yourselves with this vile and racist rhetoric that is coming out of the most powerful seat of power in the world. The God of love resents and resists white supremacy. Christ died for the sins of racism and bigotry. Jesus was literally killed because of religious bigotry. The Christian gospel is what freed the slaves. The Christian gospel is what empowered the Civil Rights movement, that God in the person of Jesus sees no difference between the Jew and the Gentile, the Roman citizen and the Palestinian Jew, between the White American and the African-American. Please do me this solid and vote against nationalism, antisemitism, and white supremacy. Please do not allow your vote to be counted among the hateful, but on the side of love.

On Women…

I appeal to your conscience, please do me this solid. Please, please don’t align yourselves with this misogynistic impulse to silence the voice of victims of abuse. Those who find the courage to speak their truth in the face of power, skepticism, risking their own reputation, ought to be believed. We have witnessed a historic breakthrough in the willingness of women exploited in the workplace to speak their truth to power by holding those accountable, who misuse their power for the sake of sexual conquest accountable. Also, we have seen credible accounts of sexual abuse by our president go ignored. Please do me this solid by being on the side of the marginalized and oppressed by standing up for victims, as Jesus did when he refused to allow the woman accused of adultery to be shamed by her accomplices. Please vote against this shaming of woman and victim blaming.

On The Poor…

I appeal to your conscience, please do me this solid. Please, please vote for the poor. According to Jesus, taking care for the poor is a kingdom credential. To feed the hungry, clothe the naked, take care of the sick, and give a drink to the thirsty are what identifies us with the ministry of Jesus. In an era where the eight richest men in the world hold more wealth than 50% of the rest of the world’s population, the wealthy should not have been given a historic tax cut. In the United States, 47% of Americans are living below the poverty line. Poverty is not a sin and most who are poor are poor due to no fault of their own. Please do me this solid and vote in protest of this Trump tax cut. The poor are not asking for a handout, but to simply be allowed to meet their own needs in an economy that rewards wealth while punishing poverty. Please vote against economic injustice and vote for health care, nutrition, and housing.

On Freedom of Religion…

I appeal to your conscience, please do me this solid. Please, please vote against any legislation that privileges your faith over the faith of others. All people have the right to worship however they want. Please do not allow your faith to be exploited for political gain. Please don’t allow politicians to write legislation against women, LGBTQ+, Muslims, and Palestinians in the name of Jesus. Please resist the temptation to legislate morality in the name of religion. Please allow the preeminent ethic of grace to be the testimony of Jesus and not law. Please do me this solid and do not allow our Christian faith to be a tool of harm. The Word of God teaches, “they will know we are Christians by our love.” Please do not let hate define your faith.

I pleading with you, on behalf of the radical, poor, resurrected Jesus, “Speak up for those who cannot speak for themselves, for the rights of all who are destitute. Speak up and judge fairly; defend the rights of the poor and needy,” (Proverbs 31:8-9) by voting against a government that would:

  • Deploy its military against poor men, women, and children who are risking their lives to escape exploitation, poverty, and gang violence….and rip children from the arms of parents seeking a better life for them.
  • Use racist dog whistles as red meat to get white supremacist to the polls and harken us back to a time when blacks, Jews, and women were a subservient class to the rest of America….a time when many of them risked their lives exercising their right to vote.
  • Mock and ignore the credible claims of women and minimize the erosive effects of sexual assault.
  • Oppress the poor by filling the pockets of the rich, leaving them to fend for themselves by working low wage jobs, unaffordable housing, and lacking healthcare.
  • Exploit the Christian faith by misusing our call to moral wholeness to hurt those who live and worship differently.

The very foundation of our beautiful democratic republic is at stake. The testimony of your Christian faith is at stake. Please, please do me this solid…and vote your decent values…of love, charity, justice and freedom.

Please vote to make American beautiful again!

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Arrested for Justice!

They explained what to do and what not to do. Everything seemed so “organized.” It all made sense. I thought I understood how it was supposed to go. But my heart still pounded and my throat had a lump. They warned us about prior convictions. My mind kept wondering if I had any convictions…or even had been arrested. I couldn’t remember whether or not I had. My deep-seated distrust in the criminal justice system as a black, gay, HIV-positive man was beginning to show. All the reassurances in the world could not soothe the butterflies fluttering in my stomach.

Prior to today my record was squeaky clean, besides the traffic tickets that keep being hailed as the example of “no big deal.” But reminded me of all the times I thought I might die from a traffic stop. And all the times I thought I might be criminalized because of my sexuality. And all the times my HIV status has been used to dehumanized my black body. Yet, I chose to be arrested.

I chose to be arrested alongside the Missouri state delegate. He is a white, straight, food service worker earning $9 per hour. He is forced to chose between child support payments and healthcare. Because 50% of his pay goes to child support. He is forced to live without healthcare. Our lives could not have been further apart, but we chose to be arrested together today.

It wasn’t that bad. We chanted. We sang. We were warned. We surrendered. What I had feared all my life and sworn to avoid, was not that bad. And maybe that’s the problem. Just maybe the fear of being arrested keeps us from doing the work of justice. Perhaps the system is set up to keep the people just complacent enough to do nothing.

As I sat there on the grassy Capital lawn, behind police tape and steel barricades with like-minded strangers for justice, I thought about those who have not organized, those who did not know what to do. As I looked down at my plastic handcuffs, relieved that they were not real, even though they were….it was difficult not to act out. The meekness of the police was provocative. Their soft spokenness, their generosity of spirit up juxtaposed to the violence of state sanctioned poverty made it difficult to comply. The violence suffered by the least of these, created a deep-seated rage, prompting me to cry out.

What do we want? Justice!

When do we want it? Now!

If we don’t get it? Shut it down!

If we don’t get it? Shut it down!

If we – don’t – get – it?

Shut it down!