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@Pono_Cocoa @KHONnews Not a false equivalency. Same thing. Have you ever been anywhere in the country? I have. I’m also born and raised in Hawaii and kanaka maoli. You?
🚨🚨🚨BREAKING: It’s OFFICIAL! Congressman Colin Allred, former lineman for the Tennessee Titans, has announced he’ll challenge Ted Cruz for Senate!
There is one BIG reason Colin Allred is going to win:
For Allred, this race is personal.
Colin Allred was one of the House members stuck in the Capitol on January 6 as the violent mob descended.
Not knowing if he’d make it out alive, he sent a text to his wife:
“Whatever happens, I love you.”
Later, he laid blamed on Ted Cruz for participating in an attempt to deny the election.
Allred called the events of January 6 part of “a broader authoritarian movement across the world,” and vowed to protect democracy.
Now he’s running for Senate.
Before Congress Allred played football in the NFL. He then earned his law degree before working for the Obama Administration.
Allred is no stranger to tough races. For a Democrat in the suburbs of Dallas is more than impressive. His shocking victory over popular Republican Pete Sessions shows he has what it takes to win.
I think one thing is safe to say:
Ted Cruz is f*cked.
When I was a kid growing up in the 80s and 90s my uncle Charlie was gay. My mom told us he had always been that way. She said when they were little her other brothers would be outside playing and Charlie would hang out with the sisters and play Barbies. I thought he talked funny. He usually grew his nails out. But my mom told me that's just who he was. We loved Charlie. We loved his crazy, loud friends. Sometimes we'd go to Pizza Hut in our small town where he worked and visit him. He was a great storyteller. When I was around 12 or 13 Charlie got sick. I remember my mom cleaned his mobile home with bleach and Lysol because he couldn't get healthy. Eventually he passed from tuberculosis and complications from AIDS. My mom said at the end there wasn't much left of him. It was a terrible way to die. And because of the time and place he died mostly alone. People were afraid to visit him. I remember relatives asking if they should disinfect the toilet after he used it. I think about my uncle Charlie all the time. I'm glad my mom introduced us to him. I'm glad he was part of our normal lives. I'm glad my sister and I grew up knowing he was a real, loving, caring, decent person. I'm glad my mom didn't try to tell us something was wrong with him. I wish everyone had an uncle Charlie. Maybe the world wouldn't be so full of hate and bigotry. Because he was impossible to hate. When I see people shooting up Bud Light cans and screaming about storytime I wish they knew my uncle Charlie.