my 84 year old auntie called me to ask "who the fine white man was at the DNC because he seems like he could've really been good for America". I choked back my laughter real bad and told her softly, "he was great for America. And Black women loved him".
She asked for his name and like clockwork I replied, "Grant. Fitzgerald Grant, I believe". She said, "damn, his name even SOUNDS important" and then she let out a Baptist MMMmmmmMmm. told her somebody tried to kill him once. then I stopped because I could barely breathe at this point and she started damning them to hell intently.
and I don't know if she'll ever find out, but I haven't laughed that hard in months after she hung up. I know I'm wrong. But, I did it for US. I did it for the United States of America.
These are elementary school children who woke up this morning. Who ate their favorite cereal. Who tied their shoes in double knots. Who laughed with friends on the bus. Now more than a dozen are dead. This isn’t normal. It doesn’t have to be this way. It can’t keep being this way