Hard to imagine anything much weirder than wanting to present oneself as racist in front of an African-American journalists association. Pretty much guaranteed to get a hostile reception when you do that.
Hard to imagine anything much weirder than wanting to present oneself as racist in front of an African-American journalists association. Pretty much guaranteed to get a hostile reception when you do that.
I am also still excited, but I can’t bring myself to let my excitement over take me. I didn’t vote for a president until Obama, and I was in my late 20s early 30s at that point. I say this for transparency because I’ve never liked voting for the “lesser of two evils”. I voted for Obama because it was historic, but also because I thought long and hard and realized that not voting would hurt the chances of anything changing for the better. The worse things get the harder it is to make it better. Like a dirty house that doesn’t seem worth cleaning eventually there is trash everywhere and the only answer is to either move out or demolish the house. I’m too old and poor for either of those options now. So my choice is to do what I can to maintain the house long enough for younger generations to do what I couldn’t.
I realize that this may be an unrealistic pipe dream, but I have faith that younger generations can do it. We just have to not let the fascists win.