Scenes from Operation Haircut at the Michigan State Capitol on May 20, 2020. — The year is 2016. There’s a presidential election in November. On the ballot, Donald Trump is listed as the Republican nominee and Hillary Clinton is listed as the Democratic nominee. Me? I’m 16 years old, in my junior year of high school in my small and predominately white Michigan hometown, still learning the ropes of this life thing, slowly disconnecting my opinions from those of my parents.
Trump is elected into office.
At first, I didn’t think Trump’s presidency would affect me. I didn’t care who was running our country. I was 16, I couldn’t vote personally and I was under the supervision of my parents’ signature for most things.
Four years dragged, but somehow flashed by and the year is 2020; there’s a presidential election in November.
On the ballot, Trump is listed as the Republican nominee, again, and Joe Biden, the man who served side by side with Barack Obama for eight years, is listed as the Democratic nominee.
Me? I’m 20 now. Life? Still working it out, but I’m in my junior year at Michigan State University, living on my own and completely reversed from the confines […]
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