Drew Howells For Utah
Veteran. Community builder. Democrat running for Utah House District 39.
05/28/2026
The manufactured fraud crisis surrounding Utah’s elections was never real. The loss of mail-in voting is. Our elections passed the test. It’s time to ask why the supermajority moved the goalposts anyway.
Sat down and had coffee with a Republican 🫢 running for the utah House of Representatives🫢🫢 and we are friends🫢🫢🫢 and the amazing part about all of this, when we sit down and listen, and let down the walls, you begin to realize we have so much in common! Same hopes, same dreams, same fears! We weren’t meant to fight each other, it’s not Left vs Right, the fight is upward. The best part was leaving feeling hopeful for the future.
What are your thoughts on the Data Centers — are you CCP, or just a Utahn who’s had enough of the take, without anything in return?
We need to be remembering something powerful: most of us were never supposed to be enemies.
We have been taught to aim our pain sideways, at each other, while the people who rigged the game keep climbing higher.
This song is about turning around. Looking up. Remembering who benefits when working people, neighbors, families, renters, veterans, students, ranchers, and city kids are all convinced the real fight is with each other. It isn’t.
Same hurt. Same hope. Same road.
This time, we climb together.
05/26/2026
House District 39 neighbors, you’re invited.
We’re hosting a neighborhood barbecue on Saturday, May 30, from noon to 2 pm in West Jordan.
Burgers, dogs, sides, and drinks are provided.
Come meet Drew, meet your HD39 neighbors, and have a real conversation about the district we’re building this campaign for.
The event is free!!!
You can RSVP here: https://secure.actblue.com/donate/39bbq
And if you’re able, please consider making a $39.39 donation to help us win House District 39. That support matters because this campaign is going to get to the House the right way: with neighbors, voters, and people who live here. Not corporate favors. Not Super PAC strings. Us.
That is how we flip this district blue.
HD39 Neighborhood BBQ House District 39 neighbors, come spend a little time together over burgers, dogs, sides, and real conversation. Meet Drew Howells, meet your HD39 Democratic neighbors, and help us build this campaign the right way: neighbor by neighbor, not corporate favor by corporate favor.
05/26/2026
Today is not a celebration. It is a day of remembrance. For every service member who gave their life so the rest of us could keep ours, we will never forget. To the families carrying that loss today: we grieve with you, and we honor them with you.
05/25/2026
For generations, Utah families have paid the cost of war. From World War II to Korea, from Vietnam to the Gulf War, from Iraq and Afghanistan to every conflict and deployment in between, Utahns have left their homes, their jobs, their classrooms, their churches, and their kitchen tables to serve this country. Some served on active duty. Some served in the Guard or Reserve. Some came home. Some did not.
Since 2001 alone, more than 17,000 Utah Guard members have deployed, alongside thousands more active duty Utahns serving around the country and across the world. They came from communities across this state— places where people knew whose kid was gone, whose spouse was overseas, and whose chair stayed empty when they did not come back.
Memorial Day is for the ones who did not come home. The friends. The names read aloud once a year. The folded flag handed to a family who will feel that absence for the rest of their lives.
Not everyone we lost died over there. Some made it home and never made it all the way back. The war followed them into the quiet hours, into wounds no one else could see.
So today, I am remembering the Utahns we have lost across every war and every generation— on battlefields, in uniform, and years later from wounds that followed them home.
And for the living, the promise is simple: we owe them more than ceremony. We owe them care. We owe them systems that work before people break.
Today, I am grateful for them. Tomorrow, we keep the promise by building systems worthy of their sacrifice.
05/22/2026
Please join us as we honor the fallen at our department's annual Memorial Day Wreath Laying Ceremony on Monday, May 25, 2026, at 10:00 AM on the South lawn of the Utah State Capitol. We invite the public to attend this solemn observance to pay respects to those who made the ultimate sacrifice.
To find a Memorial Day ceremony or event near you, please visit our official events page on the Utah Department of Veterans and Military Affairs website: https://veterans.utah.gov/events/
I wrote this song because I couldn’t stop thinking about a moment we almost had, and lost. Go back to 2008. The ground dropped out underneath us. People I knew were metaphorically mailing their keys back to the bank and explaining to their kids why they were moving. Retirement accounts were cut in half. Lives were rearranged overnight. And while ordinary people absorbed the loss, the institutions and people that caused it got handed a rescue, paid their bonuses with our money, and walked. We called it “too big to fail”. What it really meant was too connected to face consequences. What it really meant was the rest of us would carry the weight.
And for one strange, honest stretch of time, the anger didn’t have a party— it was united. A kid in a Manhattan park with a cardboard sign yelling at the banks, and a rancher out in Utah who would’ve argued with everything that kid believed were still looking at the same staircase. The same people who never seemed to lose, no matter who else did. The same game that only paid out in one direction. That convergence was real. For a moment, the diagnosis was shared.
Then someone turned the mirror sideways. The showman came and surfed the anger brilliantly. He told people, correctly, that the game was rigged. Then he turned them ninety degrees and told them their enemy was their neighbor. The wrong flag. The wrong faith. The wrong face. And the other side took the bait from the opposite direction, spending everything on the man instead of the machine that produced him.
So both sides ended up swinging horizontally, at each other, while the people who rigged the game in the first place kept rewriting the rules and calling it policy. The house was divided on purpose. That is not a theory. That is a strategy as old as every empire that ever kept power by keeping the people beneath it too busy fighting each other to look up.
The fight was never left versus right. It was never neighbor against neighbor. It was always vertical, aimed at the people on the balcony who profit every time we take a swing at each other instead of turning to face what is actually above us. And here’s what kills me: we never stopped agreeing about that. Ask people whether corporations have too much power, whether billionaires should be able to buy elections, whether the average family is getting squeezed while the people at the top write themselves another carve-out. The red answer and the blue answer land almost on top of each other.
Same Staircase is about the turn. Not left. Not right. Up. Same hurt. Same hope. Same stairs. ninety-nine voices are stronger than one throne. We don’t need their permission to remember that.
I’m running for the Utah House this year, and one of the reasons is this exact thing. I believe the first job of someone who wants to lead is to tell people the truth about where the fight actually is. Not to manufacture an enemy out of the person down the street, but to name clearly who benefits when we stay divided. The ballot box is the one place in this democracy where a billionaire’s money still has to stand in line. The people keeping these structures in place hold their seats by our permission. Permission can be revoked.
This song is not a political ad. It’s a reminder. The moment enough of us remember who we were actually angry at, at the same time, is the moment the trick stops working.
Turn around. Look up. Same staircase.
This time we climb together.
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05/20/2026
This would be a perfect opportunity for anyone who has any questions about election integrity, security, and how the ballots are counted!
05/20/2026
This is such an amazing story— I love all the skills and lessons I learned in scouting, many of those skills, and ethos, I took with me into adulthood, they served me while I was in the military, and later in the advocacy work I’ve done in the community.
Matt Johnson was a true hero that day!!!
Attorney David Winterton was in the middle of cross-examining a witness when he suddenly collapsed to the floor after suffering cardiac arrest. Within seconds, opposing counsel Matt Johnson rushed to his side.
Johnson quickly realized Winterton had stopped breathing and had no pulse. Drawing on CPR training he learned as an 11-year-old Scout more than four decades earlier, he immediately began chest compressions, despite never having performed CPR in a real-life emergency.
For nearly 10 minutes, Johnson continued CPR while others searched for emergency equipment and waited for first responders to arrive. Even when he feared Winterton might not survive, Johnson later said he kept telling himself not to stop until paramedics arrived.
When emergency responders finally reached the courtroom, they used a defibrillator to restore Winterton’s heartbeat. Doctors later told the family that continuous CPR helped keep oxygen and blood circulating throughout his body, preventing serious brain damage and likely saving his life.
Winterton’s wife later said that if the incident had happened almost anywhere else, the outcome could have been very different. She called Johnson their hero and expressed gratitude not only for his quick actions but also for the compassion he showed by personally calling her during the emergency to reassure her that her husband was breathing again.
Scouting America | Prepared. For Life.™
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