Biden could have chosen a two-headed squirrel, and it would be better than the daily, glaring incompetence we’ve all endured, that some people willfully ignore. America is a laughingstock. Thousands are sick, dying, and dead. I wish somebody would disparage Senator Harris to me—especially those who’ve said NOTHING about the dumpster fire that is our executive branch and its legislative cronies. Anyone who cannot see the chaos and colossal failure simply isn't looking.
I KNEW people were going to start, day one, fishing in the Sea of Forgetfulness for everything Senator Harris has done since kindergarten in an effort to discredit her. Only an evil, hard-hearted imp can believe that what we currently have is somehow godly, acceptable, and has a reasonable defense. Stop it. Just stop. The hypocrisy, delusion, and definitely the comparison to anything remotely Christian, is nauseating.
I fully expect to hear complaints about everything concerning her: Her hair, voice, walk, nationality, husband, relationships, suits, shoes, and eyebrows. I expect to hear slander, lies, insults, and threats. Maybe it's a byproduct of being Black in America to secretly fear and wonder who wants to harm the Black candidate. My prayer for her safety and well-being began even as the announcement of her selection was being made.
As for those suddenly questioning anyone’s degree of “blackness” these days, please use this vast internet, and read about the slave trade again. Our ancestors’ horrific journeys originated from the SAME continent, but they didn’t all end in Virginia.
I intend to vote. Being stressed out, embarrassed, confused, amused, bewildered, and terrified every time a leader speaks is not desirable or sustainable. I want my leaders to AT LEAST be smarter than me; more competent and responsible. I want to see goodness, a commitment to service, wisdom, and intelligence. I want to be able to have confidence in them. I want to genuinely respect them— whatever their race—not just the office.
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