From The Root
One of the earliest moments I remember of the awful spiritual and emotional disconnect of American politics was when President Ronald Reagan got shot in 1981. When I got home, my sister and I discussed it with our mother. Then we switched on the news.
It turned out that in my hometown of Baltimore, some students cheered when school officials
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family that emphasized doing the right thing and went to church every week, and I had morally strong and educationally excellent teachers. No clapping broke out in my school. But somehow, even at the age of 11, I understood that there was more to this than kids behaving badly.Read more at The Root