“man ur such a pussy” a jock says to me. i laugh. “well,” i begin, looking up at him and popping the collar of my jean jacket, “like they say,” everyone waits in anticipation, “u are what u eat.” the jock dies instantly, the crowd cheers, obama is there,
Between this Starbucks “protest” and Hamilton “protest”, I am convinced that the majority of the people who make up the far right have been so sheltered from the concept of not having rights that they literally don’t know how to fight for them.
