Ray, a fellow classmate of Obama’s, was also bi-racial, and also trying to define himself. But what set him apart was his colorful manner of self-expression. Ray cursed like a motherfucker.
This would all be snickerworthy enough, but it turns out that Obama actually read the audiobook version of Dreams From My Father.
Whenever I need to remember that the world can be better, I just look up the fake news. The good fake news.
Comforting, in the way that watching old episodes of Boy Meets World is comforting. I mean that in the best way possible.
Profound surrealism vis a vis standard text translation.