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Why I’m Starting To Like Peter Buttigieg
Warning: This is not an endorsement
Trump’s presidency has provided some of the worst moments of my life, and looking back, Obama’s presidency gave me some of my best memories.
You never really consider how presidencies shape your outlook on life or response to what’s happening around you until the investment becomes personalized.
The Bush years weren’t that impactful, except when the tragedy of 9/11 renewed my love and utmost respect for the city of my dreams, and also showcased the touching diplomacy of Mayor Rudy Giuliani, which was obviously a short-lived performance.
The historic victory of Barack Obama was a national celebration that delivered all the ingredients that were brewing for the disastrous climate of 2016. We wanted to believe that such a thing could be replicated without hindrance or interference from White supremacists, who had tolerated enough of Blackness to last a lifetime.
How could we have even imagined that a slogan like “I’m With Her” coupled with the quite frankly, overly-laidback mechanisms of Hillary Clinton, would’ve stood a chance against the imposing machine of infectious disorder that rapidly evolved into a festival of entertaining fodder?
