Tuesday, August 28, 2018

(This Is A Post About My Recent Trip Back To America, If It Wasn't Obvious Enough Already)

It's comforting to think that your parents will age with grace and perspective and a clear-eyed acknowledgement that things like sore joints and bad hearing and slips of mental acuity are just the way it goes, given the constraints of this mortal coil.

But chances are, they'll just stew in bitterness and turn to FOX News and #MAGA and white resentment and a fear of invisible, literally non-existent black and brown criminals creeping about at night.

You will struggle not to hate them.  You will struggle to try and put it all into some sort of fractured perspective.

You will sometimes fail  --  at the second thing not so much, but at the first?  Sometimes.

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