When fear called love unserious
by Alexander Schoenherr
Jun 07, 2026
theearthdrama.substack.com/p/why-america-couldnt-hear-marianne
The whole thing is very much worth reading and here are some excerpts.
Thanks, Lane deMoll for sharing.
Believe in LOVE
Barbara McLaughlin
Nehalem
In 2019, Marianne Williamson stood on a Democratic debate stage and said something that should have stopped the country cold. Speaking to Donald Trump, she said, “You have harnessed fear for political purposes, and only love can cast that out… I’m going to harness love for political purposes. I will meet you on that field, and sir, love will win.”
Much of the political-media world laughed.
Cable news smirked. The internet memed. The caricature hardened: orb lady, crystal lady, woo-woo, not serious. The moment became a joke before it could become a question.
But years later, after watching her campaigns, listening to her speak, reading her political books, and seeing how people reacted to her, another possibility becomes harder to ignore:
Maybe Marianne Williamson’s campaigns were not merely failed campaigns.
Maybe they were diagnostic events.
Maybe they revealed something America badly needed to see about itself.
Because the strangest thing about Williamson’s presence in American politics was never that she talked about love. It was how aggressively the political-media system needed to make that love look ridiculous.
The accusation was always some version of the same thing:
She was unserious.
But if you actually read Healing the Soul of America and A Politics of Love, the accusation collapses. These are not vague books. They are not clouds of pleasant spiritual sentiment floating above the real world. They are books about war, poverty, children, trauma, racism, reparations, corporate power, immigration, greed, civic responsibility, moral repair, and the unfinished promise of American democracy.
Real seriousness is not the ability to sound hardened, cynical, or institutionally approved. Real seriousness is the willingness to face what is actually happening and ask what truth, love, and responsibility require.
So the question is not simply: why did people dismiss Marianne Williamson?
The deeper question is:
What kind of society hears a call for atonement, peace-building, child protection, racial repair, economic justice, immigrant dignity, and love as public power — and calls it unserious?
That is where the mirror begins.
The great mistake is thinking love was the soft part of Marianne Williamson’s politics.
It was the hard part.
Love is easy when it means being pleasant to people who already agree with you. It is much harder when it means telling the truth about slavery, genocide, racism, war, poverty, addiction, greed, and democratic failure.
It is harder when it means reparations. Harder when it means forgiving without denying harm. Harder when it means protecting children who are not yours. Harder when it means welcoming the stranger you were taught to fear. Harder when it means telling a nation that its economy is morally disordered. Harder when it means asking citizens to stop spectating and participate. Harder when it means saying peace must be built as seriously as war. Harder when it means giving up contempt. Harder when it means admitting the system is not merely broken, but breaking people.
In Williamson’s framework, love does not mean politeness. It does not mean conflict avoidance. It does not mean pretending injustice does not exist.
Love means telling the truth. Love means repairing harm. Love means protecting children. Love means feeding people. Love means facing history. Love means refusing to scapegoat immigrants. Love means building peace instead of merely funding war. Love means recognizing that democracy is not just a system of rights, but a sacred field of responsibility.
Love, in Williamson’s politics, is not the opposite of seriousness.
Love is what seriousness looks like when it remembers life.
But America has been trained to hear the word differently. In a culture ruled by money, love sounds naïve. In a politics ruled by fear, love sounds weak. In a media system ruled by spectacle, love sounds boring. In a nation addicted to conflict, love sounds like withdrawal.
And that may be the point.
PLEASE READ THE WHOLE THING,
Barbara