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Steven D, considering what right-wingers mean when they say, “I want my country back,” recalls an incident from his growing up:
I’ve a similar story, which I’ve told before, but shall tell again.
When I was about ten, my mother, brother, and I were taking the bus to visit my grandmother in South Carolina, several years before the passing of the Civil Rights Act of 1964. During a short stop in Raleigh, North Carolina, I walked into the the wrong waiting room–the “colored” waiting room. Conversation stopped; everyone looked at me.
I have never before or since felt so out-of-place and alone.
When the right says, “I want my country back,” what it demands is the ability to inflict that same feeling–the alone-ness, the out-of-placed-ness–on everyone, anyone, just because they can.
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