I ran four miles today. I like to run at the local cemetery. It’s quiet and there are hills. No one is going to say things like, “Sorry you didn’t win. I voted for you.” or “Will you be running for _____________ (insert Mayor, Assessor, Commissioner, Public Administrator, School Board or Alderman here)?” The only thing I will be running for anytime in the near future is the icecream truck or the Schwans van. Let the dust settle people.
If I’ve learned anything on this journey it’s that, in politics, we eat our own. By that I mean that there is serious infighting and sabotage. I’m not suggesting there was sabotage in my campaign, but I saw it first hand in a few Senate campaigns and others this cycle. How will we ever be taken seriously if we keep fighting against one another? I’ve seen people I held in high esteem sink to new lows in the name of “power”.
Maybe the mood for today is “reflective”.