Dear Al Franken: I’ll Miss You, But You Can’t Matter Anymore

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Ijeoma Oluo Right now, many would have you be another reason why we wait. You would be another reason why we harbor abusers. Dear Al, I don’t know if you remember me, but I snapped this selfie of us a little over a year ago. I was at the airport, waiting to board a quick flight from Seattle to Portland, when some middle-aged soccer-dad-looking white dude started waving and pointing frantically at his wife. “Look!” he tried to whisper as loudly as possible as he pantomimed at a row of…read more