The pain, fear and anger that needs to be conveyed is limited to 200 words. Words to explain that my 85-year-old mother – who taught Chinese to officers; an entrepreneur who owned a flower shop; who went back to college in her 50s to earn her degree; volunteered as a Guardian ad Litem and at the police department for years; a Republican (until Trump came along); married to our dad, a Sgt. Major in Special Forces – was accosted at a grocery store.
This “man” felt it was his right to announce his bigotry and ignorance to all those around, by loudly stating that she was lucky to be allowed in this country so she could shop at his grocery store. My mother stood there numb and humiliated, saying nothing.
As a minority, we always have to deal with some level of racism but to attack an 85-year-old woman is a new low.
America is our country, our home – Trumplandia is not.
This election isn’t about economic or global policies; it’s whether we choose to be decent human beings. To be better than this. Is North Carolina better than this? Let’s vote so.