Grab'em by Their Virtue
Reflecting on the value of virtue in the fold of the lonely
cry of Love aware, the calling of certain wome
n in our
land of the free, home of the brave.
Haunted by a quiet journey, thoughts about Cassidy Hutchinson came into view as 2022 became a year older. A year so full it spilled its unresolved content into the days of the new year. My thoughts wander across the pond where I recall another woman of note, Queen Elizabeth. Both women were companioned last year by the public. One as she left our world. The other as crisis gripped our nation and brought the young American center stage in that same world. Both heroic women. Each jolted by life at around the same age by very different circumstances.
Queen Elizabeth was 25 when her beloved father passed away and she entered what became a 7 decade reign as Queen. Cassidy Hutchinson was around the same age when she was jolted by a surprise quite different, a betrayal from the White House she had served as assistant to the Chief of Staff of the then President of these United States.
I reflect on Cassidy Hutchinson today as a new season in time cycles us all forward into a new year absorbing unresolved content from the year just passed. We lost Queen Elizabeth and all that her presence became in our world held close to the fabric of belonging by year’s end. As the Queen departed, Cassidy Hutchinson was catapulted onto the world stage.
Hutchinson’s virtue was grabbed at behind the scenes apparently as we all gained access to the spark of her individual strength in the public eye. The young staffer stood up in the midst of the predominance of male cowardice and cruel mischief orchestrated by a good ole boys styled fraternity serving a less than dignified existence - ring kissers to a former leader who is addicted it seems to grabbing things that aren’t his.
When the entourage of gutless wonders attempted to ‘handle’ Ms Hutchinson pre-testimony to the Jan 6 committee, something within her very being became unsettled. They are said to have tried to grab her by her virtue and it backfired. She could not abandon the deeper ground of her character, the place that holds integrity in all human beings, though many have forgotten who they are in the deep of their own being. Cassidy Hutchinson did not forget who she is. She stayed with herself, with what is true and she told it.
A young woman, getting started in life, with all her investments to get her there, in her twenties who I can only surmise, in the beginning, must’ve been thrilled to be working at the White House. What young up and coming bright twenty something college grad wouldn’t be? Surrounded by and serving up to grown, mostly men around her. People she had respected and served with the best of her being day in and day out, who in the end tried to take her honest character hostage in service of a desperate gangster gain. They apparently coached her to pretend in order to protect their grab. This is typical of perpetrators. But when they tried to grab her by her virtue she said ‘no’.
What father, what brother would do to a daughter or sister what such scavengers might attempt to misguide into their favor? Much less a bunch of practiced politicians and lawyering subordinates in the gaslighting of an aspiring assistant. Who does that? Betrayal is not a natural condition in our world. It has to be learned. What man would dismantle innocence to fracture goodness in a young innocent? I can only imagine the loneliness there.
People are waiting for the gangster in charge to be made accountable by the DOJ and the special counsel, to come down hard and heavy on both the key enablers, ring kissers, and the one noted for harm threatened and caused to the land of liberty, the one who coined the ‘grabbing phrase …and they’ll let you do anything'.
Taking a step back, on a subtle yet very powerful level, perhaps on the deepest level, the former guy and such men are down. Brought down by a class act, a deeper awareness, the elegant conscience, the innocent feminist, a compassionate professional, the youth of American’s heart, the strong soul, the companion of the lonely, the vulnerable, the shunned and shattered, betrayed and tattered cry in the darkest night of this nation’s life. Cassidy Hutchinson in her moment of acting on the deep integrity of her very belonging made those accountable when they tried to grab her by her virtue and she said ‘no.’
One more long look down to the horizon’s touch. The way back or the road ahead is that oh so personal moment of reflection and where there is reflection there is always light.