I am a white woman. A suburban white woman. A suburban white woman who shops at LuluLemon. My twelve-year-old daughter has a Stanley (or as I love to call it, to her face, a big dumb cup).
Demographically speaking, I am the problem. I am the reason our party is having an existential crisis right now, why the presidential polls are so close, why we have …
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