Last night I watched the documentary Knock Down the House. It follows four women across the US running for Congress in 2018 and their struggle to unseat the big-money politicians in their districts.
It was gritty and heart wrenching and in the end crazy-freaking-inspiring. As the credits rolled I found myself fired up and wanting to serve. I was thinking, “Shit, maybe I should run for office!” And for a hot minute I was serious.
But as the movie faded to black and the tears on my cheeks dried, I realized that what was touched in me went far deeper than I’d first thought. It wasn’t about politics. It was about power.