You know why you don't prosecute the previous holders of office for the crimes they undeniably committed? Because if you do, the next time power changes hands, you're going to jail yourself.
I teach sixth grade boys. They talk with appreciation about similar people named Drew, Madison, Alexis, Taylor, McKenzie, Jordan, and Morgan in the girls' schools nearby.
I am glad to have this holiday, though I will not be able to celebrate it whole-heartedly. On this day, I don't have to call my father (the narcissistic alcoholic) or my mother (the argumentative, conflicted neurotic). My husband will enjoy it too. He didn't visit his (ill-tempered, abusive) father in the nursing home, didn't go to his funeral, and refused to go out with his siblings two weeks ago when his mother's ashes (she was cold. Cold.) were interred.
However, I just can't get completely behind it because my husband and I have this really good relationship with our adult (only) daughter. I'm gonna go downtown and have lunch with her and we'll laugh and tell horrible jokes, and then she'll come home, drink my ginger ale, and make fun of her father, who will snicker helplessly. I hope I can get away with that partial celebration.
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