What if Hillary Clinton was the kind of person who was really capable of genuinely appreciating and respecting the tremendous gift that Bernie Sanders gave to her: the gift of an engaged citizenry, the gift of a politically awakened new generation of voters, the gift of a full platform with every plank of all the right issues for a renewed Democratic party, embraced and agreed to by millions of people— what if?
What if Hillary Clinton were the kind of person who could feel authentic gratitude, appreciate its preciousness, receive all of that—not as her due, not as instrumental in her plans, not as a token of her own power—but receive it humbly and tenderly as one would one of life’s great surprises, like coming upon a rainbow or awakening to tenderness from an unexpected direction, or giving yourself a second bowl of raspberries and cream. Or hell, even bouncing a lot of balloons if that’s what floats your boat. Read More →
