So Clutch: Drizz N’ Da Boys
A twofer today, because we deserve it
The drumbeat of politically apocalyptic headlines over the past few days has been dizzying. And nauseating. I won’t restate them here, because it’s just…too much.
But I will come at you with two stories that made me smile today. They didn’t even have to try. They were just absolutely golden for what they are. One is about karma and I hope with everything in my being that it holds.
And another is about Drizz, this guy who needs his own movie, it seems.
First, the karma. A judgement against the Proud Boys — that insanely violent little clan of white supremacists that backs President Trump and stormed the Capitol at his request during the insurrection? They can’t use their trademarked name or symbols anymore without the permission of the Black church the group vandalized.
A pause to absorb the divinity of this. And I’m not even a believer.
I’ll paste a gift link here, so anyone can read it.
And now on to Drizz. He’s not a rapper, he’s the acting director of the FBI. And he has that title by accident. And he’s basically an absolute badass. So much so, I expect him to end up on those pop-culture prayer candles.
This story, that I’ll link below, gives all the details of how he’s been memeified by those within the FBI, but I’ll give a quick synopsis. When the Trump administration named an acting director, they put the wrong name on the website. And the mistake was just never corrected.
So, Agent Driscoll — nicknamed Drizz — just kind of accepted the role and moved into his new office, stepping into a shitstorm of hostility headfirst.
You’ve seen the bison stories, right? I’m not sure if the national parks shared it or somewhere else, but bison face storms head-on. They actually walk into them, to minimize the length of time they’ll have to endure the horrible weather.
I mean damn, bison.
Drizz is kind of like a human bison right now, or at least it seems that way, standing up for agents within the FBI who could be retaliated against by the administration for doing their jobs (ie. investigating January 6th insurrectionists). One account event says he held his ground and told administration reps to "f*ck off.”
I love this guy!
Here’s another gift link that gives more details. I can’t help but think that this whole hostile takeover is actually just borrowed scenes from a future Marvel movie.
Team Drizz!
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Why am I sharing these stories? Because, stories like these give me hope.
I remember hearing, after one disaster or another — be it a terrorist attack, a flood, a hurricane or an F5 tornado — that hope is found in the helpers. “Look for the helpers” is what someone said, or something like that.
The helpers offer hope because they’re a reminder of humanity.
Sometimes, we need those reminders. Things can get heavy or nasty or just…wrong. I wrote about how to manage what certain types of people say a few weeks ago. Certain types of people being abusers and those elected to the highest office in the most powerful country in the world.
And it struck me that I never got to consider how to manage what those same type of people do.
Feeling helpless isn’t going to work. It’s why I’m hoping that small doses of good will. When I was younger, and still now, I’d refer to that kind of help as “So clutch.” It drives my husband crazy, because I think he’d never heard the phrase before, he believes it is a car part exclusively, and he didn’t think anyone else used it.
But people do. I’ve heard it. So I’m using it for this. And, I’m committed to looking for the helpers and sharing those stories here.
Because we just might need it. And hope doesn’t really overflow. So, I’ll keep filling that cup the only way I know how. By writing about it.
Do you know of someone or some organization sprinkling good around? Doing something that comes in So Clutch? Is it something more people need to know about? Tell me! We all need more of it right this minute, and for the foreseeable future. Send me your good stuff, the stuff that is So Clutch at lisawritesaboutit@gmail.com.