An unwelcome discovery
I happened to stop at a park in Plainview. On this sunny day, families with children laughed and played on the swings and slides, with music in the air. Ceramics, greeting cards, and muffins for sale. Two high school kids braided key fobs. Face painting. Tie dying. Peaceful, happy times.
I spoke with fellow boomers about our partying college days. I wondered. If only we had a Charlie Kirk to give us more intelligence than our DEI tenured professor “experts,” I might have wasted less time.
