
How do we care so little for the history and significance of a structure that represents and belongs to the people of a nation? I don’t give a damn what your politics are. I believe in the preservation of our history, not just in Washington but where I live. It is soul-crushing when a historic home or landmark or structure burns to the ground, is razed because no one cared to preserve it, or someone decided that this historic space is the only place to build something we probably don’t need anyway.
Washington D.C. has always been one of my favorite places to visit. Unless you have seen the Lincoln Memorial, Washington Monument, Capitol, Jefferson Memorial, and so much more, beautifully lit at night, I’m afraid I can’t begin to find the words. It is stirring and pride inducing and it’s history has meaning. To some, the White House is just a house. Not to me. To me, it IS the United States. It is a structural, metaphorical representation of the Declaration of Independence, the Constitution, and the Bill of Rights. Agree or don’t. That’s the beauty of America. But my heart aches with these unchecked changes and destruction to The People’s House. 💔



