Some things never change.

Just realized that this September it will be exactly half a century since I was a freshman in college.  A few months into the freshman year I joined my first political protest, an anti-draft demonstration.  Other students sneered at me and called me a communist, which, in those days, was anyone who expressed an opinion other than the commentary on the network news.

Now when I tell people I don’t want to vacation in Cuba because the Castros put journalists in prison, people call me a right-winger.


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