It didn’t matter that the Greeks were proud Americans - he said his “Yaya” cried when PBS played the Star Spangled Banner before signing off like they did back in the day - it became a tribal thing in 1988.
There MAY be something to the writer’s comment about the pardons. Now, I suspect most working people (black or whatever) looked sideways at those pardons. But as FReeper Mermaid Girl wrote, “ I worked at a treatment center for troubled teens back when Trump was president. The girls knee jerk hated him... but a lot of my baby gangsta boys thought he was the Pimp Daddy and a good president — mostly because he meant jobs for black people. But they had to keep the Trump love quiet. It was so strange.”
My Greek friend said his Mom stood by him, but she too probably voted for the Tank Driver. It will be interesting go to see if the children of legacy black Dems start moving away from the party that even our dear lost writer agreed did jack squat for blacks even during the Obama years.
Interesting post. Thanks for relating your observations of
the family dynamic issue. Blacks have a very big problem
there, and you touched on that also.
It might be a good idea to play the national anthem each
day at a time it could all fit in just before midnight.
That is a great example of the “tribalism”. I have a high regard for Greeks I have known, but I will be honest, I have never delved into their politics beyond what I can glean from them in conversation (how we often get a bearing on someone’s politics by listening to their views on law enforcement, military, etc)
But I do not doubt for a moment that many Greeks supported the pathetic, execrable Dukakis because he was “one of them”.
I lived under Dukakis, so I know what HE was all about.
I have a brother who is a retired teacher and flaming liberal. Back when Ford was running against Carter, Dad put a President Ford bumper sticker on the front bumper of my brother’s car. He always pulled in to his parking spot facing the school where he taught social studies (of all things). My brother couldn’t understand why the other teachers at his school stopped talking to him. I love my Dad for doing that.