WTF UC Berkeley????
3 or 4 young white men and one dirty blond white womon are all sitting and standing behind a table where a few straggly pamphlets sparsely grace a small white table top.
I'm so livid I can barely speak. And I'm in a rush. I am wearing my "Water Is Life: Mni Wiconi" shirt I've proudly painted myself, and my deep blue cap I was gifted in d.c. at the anti-tRump action January 20th that says: "Are you great yet?"
Of course I've added my two centz to the cap by crossing out the "great" and replacing it with white painted letters that read "white, male, racist, sexist, rich enuff".
I stop at the table directly in front of the womon and I ask her as loud as I can: "what the fuck does that mean to you, make amerikkka (I spell it out) great again?" Before she can respond, I tell her never mind - everyone in the u.s. knows that you mean make amerikka white, male, racist, sexist, rich again.
One of the larger paler white boys, crew cut and blue tie choking his chubby stiff white collared neck, steps in front of her and wishes me a great day with an ingratiating smile. I return his smirk and say as loud as I can hoping my voice carries to all the other students rushing by with their heads in their iphones, oh no, I'm having a day of resistance - and you should open your eyes, not to mention your bloody heart, and have one too.
I turn heel and continue my day of resistance as I wonder where all the students who prevented asshole milo from spouting his hate last week have disappeared to.