Political Origin Story
Why Me? Why Now?
When I was a boy, our country faced an epidemic. But our government, rather than mobilizing to confront the public health challenge, largely ignored the burgeoning crisis. And young men in America died in droves, slaughtered by a virus that, in those days, spared no one. One of those young men was my older brother, Stephen.
The costs of bad government are not remote and impersonal. Misfortune is not merely for "someone else." We are all "someone else" to someone else.
I devoted my life to public service, to making government a force for good, for fairness. I've been a civil rights attorney, a judicial attorney, and I am now a prosecutor, spending all day every day using the power of government to protect you.
But as I have watched our politics become more divisive, as I have heard the loud voices at the ends of our political spectrum rise in anger and intensity, it has become clear to me that I can no longer afford the luxury of merely serving in a supporting role. I'm Ben Tracy and I am asking for your vote for U.A. City Council because I want U.A. to lead by example. I want to show everyone that government can be civil, measured, and fair--that we can get things done that people need--that we can face crises with neither denialism nor panic--that we can recall the better angels of our natures and unite.
I'm Ben Tracy and I'm asking for your vote. Vote Tracy for sense and stability.
Dad, Stephen, and Me at 2041 Fairfax Rd., circa 1992.