Monday, 12/1/25, I went to the Indiana Statehouse to stand in solidarity with fellow Hoosiers denouncing calls from the Republican Supermajority to Redistrict mid-decade. While House Democrats requested their Republican colleagues observe precedent and protocol, their requests fell on deaf ears. Today, in what for many became a snow day hindering travel, several Hoosiers still showed up for the 2nd reading in Committee to present testimony.
“This boy is Ignorance. This girl is Want. Beware them both, and all of their degree, but most of all beware this boy, for on his brow I see that written which is Doom, unless the writing be erased.” — Charles Dickens, A Christmas Carol.
Indiana is headed towards a Legislative Special Session. Gov. Braun is not listening to Hoosiers who have overwhelmingly said
Millions showed up across the nation on Saturday, October 18th, to exercise their First Amendment right to free speech in protest to the authoritarian policies of Donald Trump. Indiana showed up for No Kings Day across more cities and small towns than ever before.
Last week, Vice President JD Vance traveled once again to Indianapolis to visit Republican State legislators. His primary agenda? Convince our lawmakers to redistrict Indiana outside the census years to secure President Trump the remaining 2 of 9 Congressional Representatives. We have moved so far beyond representative government, it is obscene. Vance was once again met with a large crowd protesting his obvious strong-arming. Interestingly, he had no trouble flying across the country.
In 2024, there was a House Bill (HB 1157) authored by Rep. Robb Greene that came and went without much attention.
The summary of HB 1157 goes like this:
The other week, I saw the most unusual cloud formation. It was like a sideways funnel cloud. (See photo I captured in above header image.) I don’t recall ever seeing clouds quite like that before. Mesmerizing, yet I knew a storm was coming. And from past experience, some of the most alluring cloud formations ended up delivering the worst storms.
Images and videos from across the country are still coming through after Saturday’s record-breaking turnout in solidarity for the No Kings protest. Like millions of others, I woke up that morning not quite certain what to expect. Escalations in Los Angeles, a place I called home for over 25 years, weighed heavily on my mind and in my heart. How has our country found itself again at this threshold?
A river begins with a single drop of melted snow on a mountain, just a silver thread trickling downhill. That one drop is joined by others, each one adding weight and motion, carving a deeper path as they go. Bit by bit, their gentle flow becomes a stream, then a river, shaped by every rock they move and every turn they take. No single drop makes the river alone—it forms through a chain of small causes building on one another. The river, like all great things, is the result of many moments adding up over time.
I don’t know about you, but I found the end of this year’s legislative “budget year” session a bit like those amusement park rides that launch you immediately into multiple directions at a very fast speed only to apply the brakes suddenly. While your body tries to figure out what just happened to it, you are shuffled off to find the exit. If a legislative session could be “Gish Galloped”, this one was. [The term “Gish Gallop” became famous after the Biden/Trump debate.
