After a show, not that long ago, a man in the audi­ence came to me and said, ​“You guys were great. And thanks for leav­ing pol­i­tics out of it, every show has got­ten so polit­i­cal.” Leav­ing out the fact that I thought we were quite polit­i­cal, I haven’t been able to stop think­ing about this.

For bet­ter or worse, we live in a world where omis­sion is an endorse­ment. So I feel the need to be per­fect­ly clear:

Last week I cast a vote, no sur­pris­es here, for Kamala Har­ris, who I feel is com­pe­tent and empa­thet­ic and a believ­er in val­ues I hold as an Amer­i­can. Your own polit­i­cal beliefs may not line up with mine, or hers, but I have to hold in my heart the idea that our val­ues align. Those val­ues lie in a world far beyond the political.

A vote for a man like Don­ald Trump for the pres­i­den­cy is a lot­tery tick­et; it’s a vague gam­ble where the price to be paid is an ero­sion of demo­c­ra­t­ic ideals and human rights. Even more, it’s a giant thumbs up that a man can

be hate­ful, 
and racist, 
and den­i­grate women, 
and break any law, 
and bla­tant­ly lie their way into pow­er

and it’s all jus­ti­fied as long as he’s on your side.

Your vote, more this year than ever, is absolute­ly beyond polit­i­cal. It’s an endorse­ment of a per­son who rep­re­sents you and your val­ues. Who rep­re­sents yours?

For bet­ter or worse, we live in a world where omis­sion is an endorse­ment. This isn’t a mat­ter of pol­i­tics or the polit­i­cal divide. Be vocal about the per­son you are and the per­son you choose to rep­re­sent your val­ues as a fuck­ing human being in a world we don’t deserve. And vote.