Remember Not To Forget

I want to return to my old self, the one who makes you laugh, the one who survived major turmoil and can joke about it, the one who frolics with gravity on the mountain... and I suppose I will. But you see, I'm privileged. I am white and a heterosexual. I grew up on Long Island awash in advantages and a good education. So if you can bear with this one more post about He Who Must Not Be Named, I promise to return to my feel-good, nature-oriented posts. That doesn't mean I am abandoning  the good fight. I will always be there to help. As Chelsea Clinton said during the Democratic convention, "that’s the responsibility that comes with being smiled on by fate."
Just let me have this one more rant, though: