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From the very first rumblings of the Republican nominating process all those months ago to the closing gavel of the RNC in Tampa I have had this eerie sensation that the GOP sees me as no more than an ever shrinking reflection in their rear view mirror.
I am, after all, just a woman. Not to mention low income and elderly, just in case “woman” isn’t enough of a pejorative.
I have to admit I’m impressed to see conservatives have finally given up on even trying to pretend they have any sense of repect or compassion for my kind.
I’m not alone here on the side of the road. No, there are others here as well. Those who practice the “wrong” religion. Others who have failed the skin color test or the who-do-you-love quiz. Some have no shoes much less boots with straps by which they could pull themselves up.
Just mirror reflections, each of us, nothing to be concerned about, soon to be out of sight.
Out of sight out of mind, isn’t that how the saying goes?
Just one small problem with that…
Objects in this mirror are closer than they appear
We are closer. We vote. And we are not going to disappear.