Because It’s Not Just About Me
I’ve mentioned here and there on this site that, especially recently, I’ve suffered from progressives fatigue after the election–that combination of the adrenaliene dump from finally regaining the political majority and the letdown of getting screwed at every turn by those very folks. It’s enough to make a lady quit alltogether.
Except for things like this. Within the past year I’ve been fortunate enough to cross paths with some brilliant, dedicated women, and every time I’ve hit one of those walls this is the crew that gets me going again.
So as cliche as it may sound, the sisters are doing for themselves. And I’m pretty psyched to be a part of that.




