Angry

I’m angry. Deeply, profoundly, angry.I’m just a guy. A sixty-year-old, white, middle-class, American guy. I’m married, I work for a living, and I pay my share of withholding, Social Security, and Medicare taxes every two weeks. I spend more time than I should looking at my 401K, calculating and re-calculating how much longer I have to work before I can comfortably retire. I have privilege, no