I was a cheerleader. I cheer led with black girls who taught me how to juk even though I seemed like a hopeless case and had no idea what it meant to juk.
They didn’t like me so much at first. I didn’t like them so much either. But then this thing happened.
We realized that our interests were more the same than different. We became friends. I love the girls I cheered with, and you know what else?
Every single one of us knew that if a 30 something year old attorney or reality TV star hit on us, that was creepy as fuck.
We vote now, y’all. And our daughters do, too.
We remember.
Resist, please. Thanks.