Like most middle-aged people, I have some gauzy memories of summer. You know, playing kickball in the street, catching fireflies in jars, riding bikes until the streetlights came on.
But here’s another summer memory that’s stuck with me: my neighbor Mark sitting in the grass in his front yard, wasted legs to one side, tossing a ball into a pitching net a few feet in front of him. Mark had a neuromuscular disease; he could barely stand, much less play kickball with the other boys. So that’s how he spent his summer days—sitting in the grass for hours, throwing and catching, alone.
But over the space of just a few years, bully culture has roared back, having been promoted from the bully pulpit. Kicking down to excite the base has been part of the Republican playbook for decades. Now it’s the only play they have, especially in Tennessee.
If we’re going to leave a better Tennessee for our children and their children, we must stand up to bullies, whether they’re on the street or in the State House.
Allison
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