It's official. He who must not be named is the Republican presidential nominee. Some days it just consumes me; other days I focus on my immediate vicinity and that which I can truly control. I alternate between horror and disbelief to resignation and passivity. Why should I be surprised that millions of citizens would support such a hate-monger? We live in an inherently racist country, and if you can't see that, then you're a part of exactly what is keeping this country from being what it could be (rather than what it once was).
It is time. It is time to stop passing the blame. It is time to start taking some responsibility in creating a culture that perpetuates this environment that benefits some (mainly whites) and damages others (mainly minorities). It is time.
As a Huffington post article I recently read states, "We must raise our voices to insist that the political parties recruit candidates who are willing to have productive and respectful arguments about the ideas and policies that will move this country forward. We must provide an alternative to the noxious rhetoric that is eroding our dignity as human beings."
Monday, July 25, 2016
Thursday, July 21, 2016
In My Head
In my head. That's where all the fantasies reside, and I live somewhere in the in-between.
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