Category: Scarlett Rants

  • Everyone Thinks Disability Is Something That Happens to Other People

    Everyone Thinks Disability Is Something That Happens to Other People

    Until it happens to them.

    A relatively new independent film called Special Needs Revolt! imagines a future where people with disabilities are stripped of their rights and pushed to the margins of society.

    It’s satire.

    It’s fiction.

    It’s exaggerated.

    At least that’s what we’d like to think.

    Because history suggests something else.

    History suggests that every generation finds a group of people it is comfortable underestimating.

    People it decides are less capable.

    Less valuable.

    Less deserving of a voice.

    And history also suggests those groups eventually get tired of it.

    What struck me about this movie isn’t the plot.

    It’s the assumption underneath it.

    The assumption that disability belongs to someone else.

    Some other family.

    Some other neighborhood.

    Some other life.

    But disability isn’t a niche issue.

    It’s one of the few communities that almost anyone can join at any time.

    A car accident.

    A stroke.

    A cancer diagnosis.

    A traumatic brain injury.

    A child born with different needs.

    A parent developing dementia.

    Enough birthdays.

    That’s it.

    Welcome to the club.

    Which is why I’ve never understood why we talk about disability as if it affects only a small group of people.

    It affects all of us.

    Directly.

    Indirectly.

    Today.

    Or eventually.

    And yet society still tends to measure people by what they can’t do instead of what they can.

    We see a wheelchair before we see a person.

    A diagnosis before we see talent.

    A limitation before we see potential.

    That’s not a disability problem.

    That’s a perspective problem.

    I’ve met people with disabilities who contribute more to their communities than people with every advantage imaginable.

    I’ve also met perfectly healthy people who spend their lives convincing themselves that other people are the problem.

    The difference isn’t ability.

    It’s opportunity.

    It’s inclusion.

    It’s whether someone was given the chance to participate in the first place.

    That’s why stories like Special Needs Revolt! matter.

    Not because they’re comfortable.

    Because they’re uncomfortable.

    They force us to ask who gets included.

    Who gets heard.

    Who gets ignored.

    And who gets underestimated.

    Personally, I’ve learned that underestimating people is almost always a mistake.

    Especially when society has been doing it for generations.

    Scarlett says no.

    To writing people off.

    To defining people by a diagnosis.

    And to pretending disability is somebody else’s issue.

  • The Luckiest Thing I Ever Did Was Be Born Where I Was

    The Luckiest Thing I Ever Did Was Be Born Where I Was

    I used to believe that hard work explained most things.

    Not everything.

    But most things.

    Work hard.

    Make good decisions.

    Take responsibility.

    Build a life.

    Then I stood at the Polish border in 2022 watching Ukrainian families arrive with everything they owned packed into a suitcase.

    And I realized how much of my life had been determined before I ever made a single decision.

    The people crossing that border didn’t look much different than the people I know at home.

    They were teachers.

    Accountants.

    Business owners.

    Engineers.

    Grandmothers.

    Parents.

    Kids who should have been worried about homework instead of air raid sirens.

    A few days earlier many of them had homes.

    Jobs.

    Plans.

    Savings accounts.

    Family dinners.

    Normal lives.

    Then someone they had never met decided their country belonged to him.

    That’s all it took.

    One decision made by one man.

    Thousands of miles away from me.

    And suddenly everything changed for them.

    Not because they made bad choices.

    Not because they failed to work hard.

    Not because they didn’t plan well enough.

    Because they were born on one side of a border instead of another.

    That’s it.

    And if that thought doesn’t make you uncomfortable, it should.

    Because Americans love the myth of the self-made person.

    We celebrate success stories.

    We admire hustle.

    We tell ourselves that people get what they earn.

    But standing at that border, I couldn’t stop asking myself a question:

    How much credit do I deserve for being born in Maryland instead of Mariupol?

    I didn’t earn that.

    Neither did they.

    How much credit do I deserve for growing up in a country that wasn’t being bombed?

    For attending schools that remained standing?

    For never having to wonder if a missile would hit my neighborhood?

    For never having to choose between staying home and keeping my children alive?

    The answer is obvious.

    None.

    Yet we walk through life taking ownership of circumstances we had absolutely nothing to do with creating.

    I crossed into Ukraine during that trip for the first time.

    My children didn’t know I was doing it. That wasn’t the plan when I left the states. I was supposed to volunteer at a shelter in Poland.

    Looking back, maybe I didn’t tell them when the plan changed and it was happening, because I wasn’t completely sure I understood it myself.

    I just knew I couldn’t stand at the edge of something this significant and not look beyond the headlines.

    What I saw changed me.

    Not in the dramatic movie-version of changed.

    In a quieter way.

    A more permanent way.

    The kind that settles into your thinking and refuses to leave.

    I’ve returned to Ukraine multiple times since that first trip.

    I’ve visited warehouses.

    Delivered aid.

    Met volunteers.

    Spent the night in a bomb shelter.

    Lived through rolling blackouts and drones flying overhead.

    I also watched communities continue to rebuild.

    Made friendships that continue today.

    And every trip has reinforced the same lesson.

    The distance between “normal life” and “everything changed” is much smaller than most of us want to believe.

    One election.

    One war.

    One illness.

    One accident.

    One economic collapse.

    One natural disaster.

    One terrible day.

    We spend a lot of time judging people based on where they ended up.

    Not enough time asking what happened to them along the way.

    The refugees I met in Poland and Ukraine taught me something I carry with me every day.

    Most people are not living the lives they have because they deserve them.

    They’re living the lives they have because of a complicated combination of effort, opportunity, timing, geography, family, luck, and circumstances.

    Some earned more opportunities.

    Some earned less.

    But nobody started on the same square.

    Nobody.

    That’s not an excuse.

    It’s reality.

    And understanding that reality doesn’t make me feel guilty.

    It makes me feel responsible.

    Responsible for helping when I can.

    Responsible for paying attention.

    Responsible for remembering that every person I meet is carrying a story I cannot see.

    Most of all, responsible for never confusing good fortune with superiority.

    Because the most important thing I learned at the border wasn’t about refugees.

    It was about myself.

    And how easy it is to mistake privilege for achievement.

    Scarlett says no to the myth that everyone starts in the same place.

    To judging people by circumstances we don’t understand.

    And to forgetting that some of the biggest forces shaping our lives were decided long before we arrived.

  • The Great American Bathroom Panic

    The Great American Bathroom Panic

    When a Country Loses Its Mind Over Toilets

    America has done some genuinely impressive things.

    Sent people to the moon. Built the internet. Developed life-saving vaccines. Invented approximately 9,000 ways to order coffee.

    And yet, somehow, this same country keeps melting down over public bathrooms.

    Scarlett would like everyone to take a breath.

    Not a press-conference breath. Not a “concerned parent group funded by suspiciously well-organized political operatives” breath. A normal human breath.

    Because this is still, unfortunately, a national conversation:

    Who gets to pee where?

    That’s it. That’s the grand moral crisis.

    Not poverty. Not gun violence. Not healthcare. Not underfunded schools. Not people working full-time and still unable to afford rent.

    Nope.

    Toilets.

    Bathrooms have become one of America’s favorite culture-war battlegrounds because they are useful. Not useful to ordinary people, obviously. Ordinary people use bathrooms for the same reason everyone else does: to get in, do what needs to be done, wash their hands — hopefully — and leave.

    But politically? Bathrooms are very useful.

    They let people turn fear into policy.

    They let politicians pretend they are “protecting children” while doing very little about the things actually harming children.

    They let cable news hosts fill hours of programming with outrage over a public facility nobody wanted to spend time in anyway.

    And they let people avoid the harder question:

    Why are some Americans so invested in controlling who is allowed to exist comfortably in public?

    Because that is what this is really about.

    It is not about bathrooms.

    It is about permission.

    Permission to be seen. Permission to move through the world. Permission to use a public space without being treated like a threat, a debate topic, or a political prop.

    Transgender people are not lurking in stalls plotting the downfall of civilization. They are people. They are students, coworkers, neighbors, travelers, parents, friends, and strangers trying to get through the day like everyone else.

    The panic depends on making them sound mysterious and dangerous.

    Reality is much less dramatic.

    Most people have probably shared bathrooms with transgender people many times and never noticed. Because, shocking as this may be to the professional outrage industry, most people in public bathrooms are not conducting identity investigations between stalls.

    They are trying not to touch the door handle.

    Scarlett has traveled enough to know that many places manage this issue with far less hysteria. Gender-neutral bathrooms exist. Family bathrooms exist. Single-stall bathrooms exist. Shared public facilities exist. Somehow, society continues.

    No thunderbolt. No collapse of civilization. No emergency alert from the Ministry of Toilet Morality.

    Just people using the bathroom.

    Imagine that.

    The American obsession with bathroom policing says less about safety and more about discomfort with change. Some people want the world sorted into clean little boxes: blue, pink, male, female, normal, not normal, acceptable, suspicious.

    But human beings have never been that tidy.

    And trying to force everyone into those boxes does not create safety.

    It creates fear.

    It tells certain people they are always being watched. Always being judged. Always one complaint away from public humiliation.

    That is not protection.

    That is control.

    Meanwhile, the country has real problems stacked to the ceiling. Housing costs are brutal. Healthcare is a mess. Schools need funding. Climate disasters are getting worse. Families are exhausted. Workers are stretched thin. Communities are struggling.

    But sure, let’s gather everyone around the national campfire and scream about restroom signage.

    Very serious country, apparently.

    Scarlett is not saying public spaces should not be safe. Of course they should.

    She is saying safety should be based on actual risk, not manufactured panic. It should protect people from harm, not single out vulnerable groups so politicians can score points with people who have been trained to fear them.

    Because that is the ugliest part of this whole thing.

    The bathroom panic is not happening in a vacuum. It is part of a larger pattern: find a marginalized group, exaggerate the threat, demand laws, claim moral victory, repeat.

    Different decade, different target, same tired machinery.

    And honestly?

    America should be embarrassed.

    Not because people disagree. Democracies are built for disagreement.

    America should be embarrassed because this is what passes for leadership in too many places: adults in suits writing laws about bathrooms while ignoring the collapsing systems right in front of them.

    Scarlett has one humble suggestion.

    Let people pee in peace.

    Then maybe we can get back to solving problems that actually require more than a bathroom sign and a little basic human decency.

    Scarlett says no to the Great American Bathroom Panic.

  • Trump’s Name Is Being Removed From the Kennedy

    Trump’s Name Is Being Removed From the Kennedy

    Turns out you cannot just slap your name on a national cultural institution because your ego needs more square footage.

    Workers are removing Donald Trump’s name from the Kennedy Center after a federal judge ruled that the Trump-controlled board did not have the legal authority to rename the building.

    That’s right….A national memorial honoring President John F. Kennedy was renamed after Donald Trump.

    Not by Congress.

    Not by the American people.

    Not because of some overwhelming public demand.

    Just because people with power decided that apparently every building, airport, golf course, and flat surface in America should eventually have Trump’s name on it.

    And now the letters are coming down.

    This Is About More Than a Sign

    The Kennedy Center does not belong to Donald Trump.

    It does not belong to his board.

    It does not belong to whichever political party happens to be in power.

    It belongs to the American people.

    That is why the court stepped in.

    Because public institutions are not personal trophies.

    Imagine if every president simply renamed national landmarks after themselves.

    The Lincoln Memorial becomes the Obama Memorial.

    The Washington Monument becomes the Bush Monument.

    The Statue of Liberty becomes whatever billionaire happened to be writing checks that week.

    Most Americans would immediately recognize how ridiculous that sounds.

    Yet somehow we are supposed to pretend this situation was perfectly normal.

    The Ego Never Stops

    This is the part that always amazes me.

    There are more than 600 Trump-branded properties around the world.

    Hotels.

    Golf courses.

    Residential towers.

    Resorts.

    Licensing deals.

    Merchandise.

    Books.

    Coins.

    NFTs.

    Shoes.

    Apparently that was still not enough.

    At some point the question stops being “Why are people taking the name down?”

    And becomes:

    “Why was it there in the first place?”

    The Workers Deserve an Award

    Somewhere in Washington, workers showed up with scaffolding, tools, and a court order.

    Honestly, they may be the heroes of the week.

    Because there is something beautifully symbolic about watching actual working people undo something powerful people never should have done.

    One letter at a time.

    One bolt at a time.

    One giant ego adjustment at a time.

    The Lesson

    Rules matter.

    Laws matter.

    Public institutions matter.

    And no matter how powerful someone becomes, they do not get to turn national landmarks into vanity projects.

    The letters are coming down.

    The court has spoken.

    The building survives.

    The republic survives.

    And somewhere, a tarp is doing the Lord’s work.

    What in the flip?

    Scarlett says no.

  • Two Bad Voting Ideas. One Very Obvious Goal.

    Two Bad Voting Ideas. One Very Obvious Goal.

    There are two different ideas being floated here, and both are bad.

    They are not exactly the same.

    They are just bad in different ways.

    Bad Idea #1: “One Household, One Vote”

    This is the idea that a household should vote as one unit.

    Sounds cozy, right?

    A family meeting. A dinner-table discussion. A little civic togetherness.

    Except households are not governments.

    Households are made up of individual people with individual rights.

    A wife does not lose her political voice because she got married.

    An adult child living at home does not become a footnote.

    A grandmother in the guest room does not get absorbed into someone else’s ballot.

    And let’s not pretend we don’t know how this usually works.

    The “household vote” almost always points back to the old “head of household” model — meaning one person gets treated like the decision-maker, and everyone else gets told to be agreeable.

    That is not democracy.

    That is disenfranchisement with curtains.

    Bad Idea #2: The “Family Vote”

    This one is different.

    The “family vote” says parents should get extra voting power because they have children.

    So instead of one adult, one vote, parents would also vote on behalf of their kids.

    A couple with four children could potentially have six votes.

    A single adult gets one.

    A childless couple gets two.

    An infertile couple gets two.

    A retiree gets one.

    A young worker gets one.

    A person caring for aging parents gets no extra votes.

    See the problem?

    This does not give children a voice.

    It gives parents more power.

    Children are not filling out ballots.

    Children are not weighing tax policy, reproductive rights, education funding, foreign policy, healthcare, climate policy, or Supreme Court appointments.

    Their parents are.

    And parents already vote with their children’s futures in mind if they choose to.

    They do not need bonus ballots.

    The Real Problem

    Both ideas attack the same basic principle:

    One person. One vote.

    Not one household.

    Not one family unit.

    Not one adult plus bonus votes for dependents.

    Citizenship is not supposed to be weighted by marriage, fertility, household structure, religion, income, or whether someone has reproduced.

    Because the second we start saying some citizens deserve more political power than others, we are no longer protecting democracy.

    We are redesigning it for the people who already want control.

    And somehow, the people pushing these ideas always seem very confident they will be the ones holding the extra votes.

    Funny how that works.

    Scarlett says no thank you.

  • The Internet Didn’t Create Idiots.

    The Internet Didn’t Create Idiots.

    It Just Introduced Them to Each Other.

    Going around on threads ….

    A teacher once told me:

    “Being hated by idiots is the price you pay for not being one of them.”

    At the time, I thought it was funny.

    Then social media happened.

    The internet did something humanity had never experienced before.

    It gave every bad idea a search function.

    For most of human history, the village idiot was limited by geography. They could annoy a few neighbors, embarrass themselves at family gatherings, and occasionally yell something ridiculous at the town meeting.

    Then we invented comment sections.

    Now every conspiracy theory, every scam, every piece of misinformation, every grievance, every prejudice, and every wildly incorrect opinion can instantly find thousands of people willing to reinforce it.

    The internet didn’t create stupidity.

    It created networking opportunities for it.

    That’s why so many things feel crazier than they used to.

    The loudest voices are no longer filtered by expertise, evidence, experience, or reality. They’re filtered by engagement.

    The more outrageous something is, the more attention it receives.

    The more attention it receives, the more people see it.

    The more people see it, the more likely it is to find others who already wanted to believe it.

    Suddenly isolated bad ideas become communities.

    Communities become movements.

    Movements become political platforms.

    And then the rest of us are forced to spend our evenings explaining things that should have been settled in middle school science class.

    Being hated by idiots doesn’t automatically mean you’re right.

    If it did, every conspiracy theorist on the internet would be a genius.

    But there is something revealing about living in a time when facts, expertise, and evidence are treated like optional accessories.

    The real challenge isn’t avoiding idiots.

    It’s avoiding becoming one.

    Because the same algorithms that feed them are feeding us too.

  • Trump “Loves” Inflation

    Trump “Loves” Inflation

    While Families Pay 40.5% More for Gas

    Apparently, rising prices are delightful when you are not the person standing at the gas pump watching the numbers spin.

    Inflation climbed to 4.2% in May, the highest annual rate in three years. Prices rose another 0.5% in a single month. Energy costs increased 23.5% over the past year. Gasoline prices jumped 40.5%.

    And President Donald Trump’s response?

    “I love the inflation.”

    Yes. He actually said that.

    Trump later tried to explain that he believed the numbers were better than expected given the war with Iran. But ordinary people do not pay their bills with presidential spin. They pay them with actual money. And every dollar spent filling the tank is a dollar that cannot be spent on groceries, rent, childcare, medications, or the electric bill.

    Inflation Is Not an Abstract Number

    Inflation is often discussed as though it is a political scoreboard.

    It is not.

    It is the parent wondering whether the family can afford the summer road trip they already promised the kids.

    It is the worker whose commute suddenly costs substantially more, even though the paycheck did not magically grow with the gas bill.

    It is the small business owner paying more for deliveries and trying to decide whether to raise prices or absorb another hit.

    It is the retiree watching a fixed income stretch a little less every month.

    The latest government report shows that the pain is not limited to gasoline. Energy prices rose sharply in May, while shelter costs, airline fares, medical care, personal care, and recreation also increased. Food prices rose 3.1% over the past year.

    The Gas Pump Does Not Care About Political Excuses

    The White House argues that the rising costs are temporary disruptions related to the Iran conflict and that prices will fall when the situation is resolved. Perhaps they will. Families certainly hope so.

    But this administration does not get to treat a 40.5% increase in gasoline prices like an interesting little inconvenience.

    People remember being promised lower prices.

    They remember being told that affordability would improve.

    They remember hearing that everything would be fixed quickly and easily.

    Now they are being told to celebrate inflation because it could have been worse.

    That is not a solution. That is a shrug from people who do not feel the consequences the way ordinary families do.

    Read the Room

    A president saying that he “loves” inflation while millions of people are paying more for basic necessities is not merely a clumsy choice of words.

    It reveals a much larger problem.

    Too many powerful people experience economic pain as a press-conference question. Everyone else experiences it when the debit card is declined, when the credit-card balance grows, or when one more ordinary expense becomes something that has to wait until payday.

    Families are not asking for a victory lap.

    They are asking how they are supposed to absorb another round of rising prices.

    What in the flip?

  • The Generation War Is a Distraction

    The Generation War Is a Distraction

    Spend five minutes online and you’ll find someone blaming Boomers for everything.

    Housing prices.

    Student debt.

    Healthcare costs.

    Stagnant wages.

    Retirement insecurity.

    Climate change.

    Pick a problem and somewhere, someone is explaining why an entire generation is responsible.

    It’s a convenient story.

    It’s also a distraction.

    Most Boomers weren’t CEOs. They weren’t senators. They weren’t hedge fund managers, corporate lobbyists, or billionaires writing tax policy.

    They were teachers, mechanics, nurses, factory workers, office staff, firefighters, truck drivers, small business owners, and parents trying to keep food on the table.

    Just like most Millennials.

    Just like most Gen Xers.

    Just like most Gen Z workers today.

    The average person wasn’t sitting around in the 1970s plotting how to make housing unaffordable fifty years later.

    They were working.

    Raising families.

    Paying bills.

    Trying not to drown.

    That doesn’t mean mistakes weren’t made. Policies were passed. Industries changed. Wealth became increasingly concentrated. Labor protections weakened. Housing became an investment vehicle instead of simply a place to live.

    But those decisions weren’t made by millions of ordinary people acting in unison.

    They were made by people with power.

    And that’s where the conversation should be.

    Because while we’re busy arguing about whether Boomers ruined everything or whether younger generations are entitled, the people who actually shape the rules rarely face the same scrutiny.

    The generation war is useful because it redirects anger.

    Instead of asking why housing is increasingly unaffordable, people blame Boomers.

    Instead of asking why wages haven’t kept pace with productivity, people blame Millennials.

    Instead of asking why young adults are struggling to get established, people blame Gen Z.

    Everyone gets a villain.

    Nobody examines the system.

    The truth is that most Americans, regardless of age, have far more in common with one another than they do with the people making the biggest decisions.

    Most people want decent schools.

    Affordable housing.

    Accessible healthcare.

    Safe communities.

    A fair shot.

    The generations aren’t the enemy.

    They’re simply different groups of people trying to survive under the same set of rules.

    And the longer we spend fighting each other, the less likely we are to ask who benefits from the fight in the first place.

    Maybe that’s why the generation war never seems to end.

    It’s a remarkably effective distraction.

    Scarlett says follow the money.

  • The Billionaire and the Predator.

    The Billionaire and the Predator.

    Bill Gates told Congress Jeffrey Epstein tried to blackmail him over an affair.

    And somehow we are still supposed to pretend the real scandal is “poor judgment.”

    No.

    This was not a confusing social mix-up at a charity luncheon.

    Gates knew Epstein had been convicted of sex crimes. He kept meeting with him anyway because Epstein supposedly had access to rich donors.

    There it is.

    A convicted sex offender became acceptable because he was useful.

    Gates denies criminal wrongdoing, says he never went to Epstein’s island or homes, and called the whole thing a “grave error in judgment.”

    Fine.

    But his name reportedly appears more than 3,000 times in Epstein-related federal records.

    That is not “oops.”

    That is “open the damn transcript.”

    The survivors deserve answers. The public deserves answers. And billionaires do not get a special privacy curtain when the subject is a child sex trafficker and the people around him.

    Scarlett says no.


  • War Crimes Are Not Complicated

    War Crimes Are Not Complicated

    Every time a war dominates the news, the same arguments appear.

    “What about what the other side did?”

    “They started it.”

    “They deserve it.”

    “They had it coming.”

    That’s not how war crimes work.

    In fact, the entire reason international law exists is because human beings discovered what happens when armies, governments, and leaders convince themselves that anything is justified if they hate the enemy enough.

    The rules are actually pretty simple.

    Don’t deliberately target civilians.

    Don’t torture people.

    Don’t rape people.

    Don’t execute prisoners.

    Don’t kidnap children.

    Don’t starve entire populations.

    Don’t take hostages.

    Don’t use human shields.

    Don’t bomb hospitals, schools, or humanitarian workers.

    Don’t force people from their homes because of who they are.

    These aren’t controversial ideas.

    They aren’t partisan ideas.

    They aren’t liberal ideas or conservative ideas.

    They’re human ideas.

    The world spent centuries watching governments commit atrocities and finally agreed that there had to be limits, even during war.

    Especially during war.

    The problem is that people often support these rules only when their enemies are accused of breaking them.

    The moment someone on their “team” is accused, the conversation changes.

    Suddenly there are excuses.

    Suddenly there are exceptions.

    Suddenly civilian deaths become statistics.

    Suddenly starving children becomes strategy.

    Suddenly human suffering becomes collateral damage.

    No.

    The rules either apply to everyone or they apply to no one.

    If deliberately killing civilians is wrong when your enemy does it, it’s wrong when your side does it.

    If kidnapping children is wrong when your enemy does it, it’s wrong when your side does it.

    If starvation, torture, rape, and collective punishment are wrong, they’re wrong regardless of which flag is flying overhead.

    That is the entire point.

    War crimes are not complicated.

    What’s complicated is people’s willingness to overlook them when they’re committed by someone they support.

    Scarlett says no.