Show The Washington Post Your Political Voice


Peanut Butter and Jelly

Peanut Butter and Jelly

For those who express their voice through photography, the Washington Post wants to see your political voice.  On Tuesday, the Washington Post launched “What Does the Economy Look Like Where You Live?”  A new project for Instagram users to share their political photos just in time for next week’s Washington Post/Bloomberg presidential debate. 

With social media continuing to rise, the #EconDebate is an interesting idea for those who want to participate but don’t have time to write.  Whether citizens are Occupying Wall Street, grocery shopping or trudging the road to an unemployment line, this is their chance to show America their view.  After all, beauty is in the eye of the beholder. 

I posted Peanut Butter and Jelly.  It’s not a tender filet but it’s simple, American and still popular with my children.  And, more importantly, far better than a Third World dinner.

Tagging the photo with #ECONDEBATE allows the Washington Post to publish your photo.  Read more on the Washington Post blog political project. 

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Michele: Blog owner since 2006, online content since my Commodore 64.


  1. When my family came over, neighbors took care of each other.
    I’d rather pass on confinement and dental care than have someone tell me when to eat, when to sleep, when I can go outside, with whom I speak, what I watch, when I watch, when I can visit and much more.

  2. brain activist says:

    Societies that have a large class of exploited people never function. Look at history. Never. It’s a short-term win/lose situation and a long-term lose/lose. We have a form of greed-fueled slavery happening right under our nose.

    There’s a large class of people who would live better in prison. Sure, the sex might be less than perfect and there is no freedom, but what are they free to do now? Take a bus for an hour to work for minimum wage to get home exhausted and still below poverty with no hope for their children. And those are the lucky ones. S

    At least in jail there’s a bed, a roof over your head, medical and dental care, a gym, clean clothes and three meals a day guaranteed. You might get killed, but that could happen anywhere as most poor people in bad neighborhoods know. Prison is the closest thing we seem to have to an institution that takes care of people. And it’s not hard to get in to.

    How did we take a society with a sound foundation and a good plan and turn it into such a hopeless situation? Until we redistribute the money so that everyone who gets up each day and goes to work can afford to be safe and have possibilities, democracy and freedom are irrelevant concepts

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