That’s me now, I’m afraid. An ex-activist.Continue reading “Ex-Activist Guilt”
Left: My life-sized poster of Houston Rockets legend Yao Ming, whose home country of China is the land of my ancestors, whose names are known going back to the 11th century.
Right: The American flag to which I lead my 2nd period Geometry-Honors class in a pledge of allegiance, every day, Monday through Friday, when school is in session.
And BTW, calling it the “Pledge to the Flag” is a misnomer. I remind my students that it’s much less a pledge to a symbol and much more a pledge of loyalty to the Republic for which it stands. That means it’s my solemn promise to the people of our one nation, from those standing next to me to those orbiting Earth in the ISS, that I will fight for unity against division, and for freedom from injustice, for everyone.
I’m about to cast my first ever vote in a Democratic presidential primary! It’s actually not my first time voting in a Democratic primary; Texas’ open primary system gave me the chance to do that back in the day. But having been a “No Party Preference” voter for my many years in Cali, proudly independent and somewhat wary of political parties, I’d never taken the chance to cast a Democratic presidential primary ballot.Continue reading “Why I’m Voting for Amy Klobuchar”