... I hate the thought of bringing politics into a personal tragedy like Jumper’s. But I am fed up with pretending that the personal is not political. This tragic story is perhaps the most graphic illustration I’ve seen of how the personal and political in this country have intersected at the gateway to Hell.
It’s bad enough that I’m forced to end this by paraphrasing Newt Gingrich in 1994: there’s a sickness in this country today, and the only cure for that sickness is to vote progressive. This year, and every year after that. Until the Carol Jumpers of the world never have to fear receiving such a despicable letter.
Thursday, September 11, 2014
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