Today’s the day most Minnesota voters will trek to township halls, senior centers or public libraries to have our say in presidential politics.
For months we’ve been shying away from criticizing our own side for fear of giving the other side ammunition to use against us. We’ve kept silent about the Biden administration trying to appease both sides in Gaza. We explain away Trump inciting a deadly riot on Jan. 6, 2021. We silently grimace when Gov. Tim Walz has to answer for his delay in activating the National Guard during the riots following George Floyd’s murder.
Meanwhile, we’ve been busy pointing fingers at the other side.
You’re the ones who cheat. Can’t trust your side. You guys all lie. You’re out to destroy America. You’re ignorant. You’re in a bubble.
If this column were a soundtrack, I’d bring the music to a discordant, screeching halt.
How did we all get so cynical? So convinced that we’re the good guys and the other side, well, they’re a bunch of hooligans set on torching the Constitution while dancing on their mothers’ graves.
Here’s a novel idea. How about we hold ourselves accountable? Not just in politics, but in religion and in our professions. It’s something that I’ve always thought journalism does really well, and its willingness to hold itself accountable is one of the things that attracted me to the field in the first place.
It was in journalism school at the University of Minnesota that I first learned about Janet Cooke.