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America, The Angry and Uneducated
Don’t hate me, hate the broken infrastructures within this country you call great
There’s no quicker way to infuriate a bar full of white, middle-class Republicans who are only Republicans because they’re racist than to disclose the fact your state-provided health insurance covers practically all of your medical expenses, as mine does.
Though, not intentional on my part, this is precisely what I did one night late last week. I guess I should’ve known my audience and kept my voice down when discussing my health insurance with my friend across from me.
Right. Like I’m even capable of doing so or am the least bit bothered by who is bothered by any truth I tell. As if debating hasn’t been my favorite sport for as long as I can remember.
Plus, if I’m being honest, upsetting misguided Republicans is kind of fun. Call it a passion of mine. The looks on their faces when I tell them about my non-existent co-pays make my heart sing joyous songs.
The overtly white and barely middle-class union worker we will call Roy because he looked like a Roy, overheard what I was saying and barged into my conversation uninvited — as so many Roys before him have.
